I was twelve when I had the accident that changed my life. I lost my mother that day and other then that obvious emotional trauma, I was to find out it would be more life changing then I first realized. I was in a coma for over four months. Everything I knew before was erased. Once in awhile I would get ‘flashes’ of memories but never more than shadows, Like a dream you know you had but you can never really remember any of the details.
I did learn later, from my father, that I was a sweet, obedient child. I had many friends in school, loved music, stuffed animals, the usual twelve year old interests. The next six years was spent trying to figure out who I ‘ was’, Eventually, After much emotional turmoil and nights of crying myself to sleep in frustration, that I could not seem to remember my life before that accident, I gave up and decided ‘I was who I was.’
My father did his best to help me through the tough times. Though, I often caught him crying alone in his room, I can only imagine, He lost his wife and his daughter didn’t remember him or her mother. I saw my father as someone who loved me, took care of me, and had lost more than I had on the day of that accident. I had no recollection of him being my father before I woke up in that hospital. Worse than that, I couldn’t remember my own mother. No scent reminded me of her, at least if I recognize a scent or hearing a song, I just don’t connect it with her. Like I have mentioned I had resolved myself to be told what my life was like before and who my mom was and all the good times we had that I could no longer remember. My poor father on the other hand had to realize that I did not share his feelings and love for the woman that gave birth to me or even himself, because to me when family or my father mentioned her it was like someone talking about a friend of theirs that I had never met.
I made it through high school, as much as I hated it. Hardly any friends and no relationships. The scars from the accident, had left scars across my scalp. My hair was in patches which made me very self conscious. By the time I graduated most of the scars were grown over, but by then I was just ’that weird girl with the scars that never talks to anyone’ .
Other then the physical scars, the memory loss, the lack of knowing ’ who I am’, I had other problems caused by that accident. I had to take epilepsy medications, the doctors said it was form the head trauma. Which they explained, like my memory, ’may or may not come back’, The seizures ’ may or may not stop’. I dealt with it ok I guess. Take the pills watch what I eat, get a lot of rest and they were a rare thing after awhile.
Now this is where things get weird for me. I had other things going on in my head other then the blank spots of most of my life and the seizures. I think I first noticed it when I was about thirteen. When I was bed ridden, or going in to the hospital every few months for this operation, or that reconstructive surgery and the like. I began having these… How should I put it? Cravings? No. being older now I can actually put the word to describe what they actually were, ’desires’.
At first I thought it was just regular hormonal changes. Looking back at it all now it wasn’t… well not any natural hormones anyway. Not only had the head trauma robbed me of my memory but it also seemed to kick my sex drive in to triple time. Not a bad thing you think? Except it also almost completely did away with my inhibitions. Going through high school and not really knowing what these desires were I silently and guiltily ’dealt’ with them alone in my room at night. The problem was they weren’t fading away like the seizures’ occurrences. The older I got the more they seemed to come on, and not only that it was like an attack. All I could think about was having an orgasm. By my senior year in high school I can honestly say I must have been masturbating in the bathroom at least three times a day and at home at night that almost all I seemed to do. In the shower, in my bed at night, in the mornings when I woke up, riding the bus to school, you name it I probably masturbated during it.
Now, It was alright at first, that is once I discovered where and how to touch to make myself climax, but eventually my body wanted more. I started out just wanting to get off. Eventually I found myself humping pillows, using the showerhead, my finger, then two. I worked myself into a frenzy and after awhile that just wasn’t enough. I started looking at dirty magazines, recording the sex scenes off of rated r movies when my dad wasn’t around. I did not know if this was normal or not. I graduated middle of my class of 238 students. I had no interest in anything but my pleasure and occasionally I would work at the neighborhood grocery store just to earn the money I needed to make. Not much of a life huh? Well, to me it was normal and I was as content as I could be.
I got an apartment about four months after I graduated, to the protests of my father of course, but eventually he realized I had to live my life, and that he couldn’t follow around behind me and catch me if I fell my whole life. Now it's not much, an efficiency apartment. I fell in love with it when I saw it was a studio apartment, down stairs was the living room/ dining room/kitchen. Up a very skinny, very steep, set of stairs was a small bedroom with a bathroom so small I had to back up against the wall to open the door all the way and a closet that couldn’t hold half my clothes. But it was MINE!
Wasn’t bad for $450 a month all bills paid and it even had basic cable. My father, bless his heart, bought me a nice little entertainment center and a 32” television set, pots, pans, utensils to eat with, a cheap $8 set of plates and glasses that all came in one box, and a set of four hot pink frosted drinking glasses. Yeah, I am the girly girl. I love my lace and I love my stuffed animals. Though I think maybe I just kept the stuffed animals because they were there in my room when I came home from the hospital.
Well enough about my tiny apartment. I am not a very big person. 5’2” to be exact. My dark black hair is shoulder length and I sport a permanent tan, You see I am half Hispanic and half Caucasian. My eyes are a light hazel, and to eyes slightly slanted. I get mistaken for Asian, A LOT!

Barely breaking five feet, I am what I like to think of as ‘balanced’. My breasts are a ‘fun’ 36c which is balanced out by what I have heard refer to as my ‘slightly’ ghetto butt. Firm and tight, though I am in no way a fitness freak. In fact I have never worked out, just on my feet all the time and , as my father use to explain it, I ‘ eat like a bird’. Not toned or ripped, but a nice soft body. Oh I guess I should let you know my name. Tanith. Odd name right? I asked my father about it once and he said my mother named me for some female sci-fi writer, which was her passion to read. I went and bought a few of the books, the best was I can describe them is..’ twisted’, but good.
Now I was in my apartment for about two months, doing nothing but working and then going home , watching television, masturbating and then going to bed. I had built up my capital since my father was still insisting on paying my bills until I could, ‘ get on my feet’. One night the ‘desire’ came over me and I had masturbated at least twelve times, when my want got the best of me. I was a little scared at how strong my need took me over that night. Keep in mind up until this point in my life I had never had sex of any kind and even masturbating I had never really even penetrated myself not even with my fingers. My fingers would find my clitoris and I would just rub and massage it till I achieved the orgasm I craved. The problem was, I was in a fever and never really being a social person I had no idea where to go , or even if I wanted to experience actual intercourse. I did my hair. Slipped on a nice soft slightly fuzzy pink fleece shirt that showed as much cleavage as my psyche would allow and my knee high 3” platform boots, yes because I am short, and a small black, with thin white pin stripes, mini skirt that loosely came to the middle of my thighs. Under it my tiniest hot pink lacey g-string. I felt sexy. The material of the shirt moved over my tiny light brown nipples. The lack of a bra made it slide over them. The feel of it got them hard and kept them that way, even in the humid southeast summer heat. I grabbed my cutest smallest purse with its little chain strap grabbed my keys and left my apartment to see what the night would bring me.
I had never drank, so I knew I couldn’t hit a club. Besides, as I I have mentioned before, I didn’t really have any social skills, I was the quiet mousey girl in the corner pretty much wherever I did go. So I drove around. After about an hour I lost my nerve as to what exactly I was waiting to happen that night. Disappointed in myself, and soaking wet from the sensation of the soft fleece material rubbing back and forth over my un-bra’ed nipples, I sighed at myself for my indecisive cowardice. So I took a walk on the wild side. Ten o’clock at night I pull through a fast food drive thru window and park out on the seawall overlooking the beach. Audibly sighing, I sat with my legs hanging over the wall munching on my chicken pita sandwich leaning against a sickly looking palm tree.
The seawall was barely five feet high and curved outward at the bottom towards the water with about ten feet worth of beach. I loved the breeze on my face in the summer night heat and humidity. The sensation of it passing through the thin material of my shirt made my nipples ache. The wind would give a little gust and cause my shirt to shift sliding the material over my hard nipples. Then the cool air would pass through and just seemed to encircle my nipples. It was exquisite! Finishing my Sandwich I , unsuccessfully, tried to shot its wrapper into the trash can about four feet away. The wind caught it and took it across the boulevard. Shrugging and telling myself I would have made it if not for that wind, I decided if I wanted excitement it looked as if masturbating right here in the overcast night on the beach would be all I could challenge myself to do. I laid my hands over the tops of my thighs, My fingers cool from the sea breeze. There was just enough light form the businesses across the street to see by in muted colors. Hanging my head down I traced my eyes over the smooth round cleavage that was exposed form my low cut shirt. Tiny goose bumps adorned my skin. MY eyes traced over the curves of my breasts, now beginning to heave as my breath quickened with desire and a little bit of , ‘what if someone sees ?’ fear. My pussy soaked when my eyes caught sight of how hard my nipples were straining against the thing material of my shirt. I don’t have an ego, but I love the sight of my nipples hard pressing against my shirt. Perhaps, it's because my mind knows I am in masturbation mode and It was about to get a large dose of pleasure?
I parted my legs, the breeze flowed up my thighs, I could feel the pressure of it blowing against my panties. Wanting to feel more new sensations, I spread my thighs wider causing my skirt to slide upwards. Catching a glimpse of my bright pink panties exposed I nervously looked around. The closest people were parked about a block away, so feeling safe I leaned over, trying to hide that I now hand my hand on my breast. I rubbed my palm over my nipples through the shirt. I’m not sure what felt better my nipples or the palm for having that little hard nub massaging against it. My mouth parted and a very soft sigh escaped my lips and my thighs parted a little more, letting in more cool breeze. While I leaned over hiding my nipple play from view, the fingers of my other hand began to trace slow circles on my thigh. Teasing myself as I slowly made the circles grow closer and closer to my pussy with each revolution. Eventually I couldn’t take it anymore. I slid my finger tip over my pussy right where my lips met, applying pressure with my fingertip. My thighs quivered, mostly from anticipation, but partially from the chill that was seeping into my skin form the breeze. I closed my eyes and pressed my fingertip against my pussy harder. Now forgoing the circular motion for a smooth steady up and down one between my lips, the pressure of my fingertip causing my panties to press in hugging my lips. I could feel the warm wetness that was seeping from me. It warmed my fingertip. Eyes closed I leaned back full on the palm tree behind me. Pictures flashing in my mind of someone being able to see me caressing myself so exposed. My ass began to move with my finger pushing forward as my finger drew down, and pulling back as my finger moved upwards to move across my delicately covered clit. I gripped my breast tightly my small hands barely able to cover it. Squeezing it tightly till it almost hurt, my fingers parting allowing my erect nipple to press between them and then I would close my fingers down over it and pinch it. Oh, it felt so good to be sitting their masturbating in the open. I slide my finger tip up and moved my panties aside let the breeze flow across my pussy lips. I moaned again, a little louder then I had meant to, causing me to freeze a moment and look around to see if anyone was close enough to hear me, seeing no one I closed my eyes and went back to caressing myself. I pulled my knees up and parted them more. Hungry my desire was going out of control at the new sensation. My finger tip pressed down causing my lips to part before it as my finger tip pressed to my clit and I began to rub in circles faster as I felt my orgasm building. My breathing was heavy my breast heaving against my squeezing hand, my finger tips pressing inward as I squeezed my soft firm tit. MY fingers still pinching around my nipple harder and harder as my hips moved against my finger. I know I was moaning out loud now, I didn’t care. I was at that point where it didn’t matter what happened I was not stopping till I exploded. I rubbed faster and faster pressing my finger tip against my clit harder and harder as my hips kept rhythm. I let out a squeak of pleasure as I came, Shivers running through my body as I half sat and half laid their against the palm tree as I felt my wet warm cum see pinging down my thighs. I opened my eyes to realize the moon had come out from behind the clouds lighting up the night. I cupped my quivering pussy with my small hand and squeezed it hard as my body went through the aftershocks it has after I cum. MY eyes open my mouth parted and panting , my tit still firmly cupped in my hand, I sat and quivered enjoying the feeling of my body relaxing completely and the sensation of pleasure flowing across every inch of my body. When I had slowed my breathing a bit I looked around. I am sure I looked like an invalid, as my jaw dropped open. Out on the sand not ten feet away and clearly visible in the Full moon light, Was a couple. I couldn’t be sure because of the shadows that darkened their faces, But I could swear they were looking at me. The girl had large breasts my mouth watered seeing the curves of them as she knelt of all fours facing my direction. The man was kneeling behind her head back eyes closed. I could hear the slapping sounds of his hips pressing against her very pale white ass when the breeze paused its occasional gusts. Then I could hear her moans, moaning allowed for all the world to hear, “ Oh baby… yes fuck me harder… faster…deeper…” MY pussy almost came again, her dirty talk felt as if it were moving through my body. I could hear his grunts, Loved the view of the sweat glistening on his chest in the moonlight. Then his deep panting voice came to me, his words crude, “ Take my cock, Milk that motherfucker… “ He was thrusting so hard, so deep and so fast the girl had her face half buried in the sand, but he didn’t seem to care he was pounding her into it. The lower her face got the higher her ass went and the faster and harder he shoved himself inside her. MY eyes were glued, yet roaming all over both their bodies. I could see his strong hands using her ass cheeks as handles as he used them to pull her back against him. My brain was frantic. Taking in the moment as my hand squeezed my own pussy harder, causing me to winch in pain. I just kept squeezing my pussy still quivering form my own orgasm as I heard them both moan out loud as he put his hand on the back of her head pressing her cheek into the sand as he announced, “I’m filing your pussy now.” My body was shaking visibly. My brain trying to imagine what it would feel like just to have someone inside me, much less fucking me that hard. My brain lusted it and feared the thought of it all at the same time. I watched the man collapse on top of her pressing her all the way down as then lay entangled panting. I tried to be quiet as I pulling my panties back over my exposed pussy and tried to regain my footing on shaking legs, but they must have heard me as I stood up fully my hand still gripping my tit and massaging it.
My eyes met both of theirs. They didn’t even seem to care I was watching them, other then they looked as if they were waiting for my reaction. I backed up till my barely covered thighs pressed to the metal of my car door. Climbing inside the passenger side and ungracefully climbing over into the drivers' seat, I don’t think my eyes left theirs till I was pulling away from the curb, almost into another car. Breathing heavy, my heart about to beat out of my chest in passion and fear I went home. I must have masturbated about twenty times that night.
CHAPTER 2: A NEW FRIEND

I was Turned on and excited every time I remembered that night. That almost animal need growing in me every time I remembered.
I went on as normal for a few months, Working, going home masturbating half the night, then getting up and doing it all over again. Always wanting to experience something exciting like that again, but having the fear or actually doing it and thinking about how I could have gotten caught or embarrassed if someone had seen and not appreciated my indiscretion.
Eventually, With not having to pay rent and not really having any bills but food and lights, I decided to maybe seek that thrill again. I just decided to do it in a way I would feel more comfortable and safe. So I went out and bought a computer. It wasn’t anything fancy a nice little laptop with a nice camera built in. Eventually, getting internet and I was ready to feed my need for something different. Being Female and online, it didn’t take long to find someone willing to ‘ play’ with me of course. I began chatting up this guy that said his name was David. He seemed nice, adventurous, and like me into talking and playing online. I guess it’s normal? Anyhow, we never got too personal, Chatted a few hours a night, had some very interesting sexy conversations. I Liked that he never got too personal, and he never judged me when I would tell him different fantasies I have had. Then about a week into our hot and heavy chat sex life I took the chance and asked if he had a webcam. He said he did and asked the same of me, and I told him I did. I was getting shy all of a sudden, ‘ What if he didn’t liked how I looked? What if he stopped chatting with me after he saw me?’ The normal everyday fears I guess. I didn’t want to ruin his mental picture of me if he was fantasizing I looked a different way. So, being shy anyway we both agreed that we would turn the cam’s so that we could only see each other from the neck down.
I guess he had some of the same fears because he wasn’t even upset at my request. Then The moment of truth, after we kidded around for about thirty minutes about who would turn theirs on first, we agreed to do it at the same time. Well, as I suspected, He was a few seconds later then me turning his camera on.
The first I saw of him was a dimly lit view of his chest. It wasn’t chiseled or rippling with muscles, but it was a nice chest very little hair, and his chest had some definition to it. It was a relief. I was afraid I would see a guy with a huge beer gut and sores all over him. I told him that he looked nice and he thanked me. I was only wearing my tank top pink t-shirt, My Silky shiny pink pajama bottoms and under it my regular pink panties. they were nothing special, not granny panties, but not a thong. Silky, French cut waistband. I adjusted my camera so that he could see form my collar bone to my breasts. Nervous I didn’t realize I was adjusting my breasts till he made a funny comment about me teasing him by doing it. We talked for awhile longer, making comments of each others' bodies and what we would like to do to each other. Building up the tension a little I guess, not to mention the wetness between my legs. My desire was rising again, my nipples grew hard, visibly poking up against my t-shirt. My small round nipples aching to be touched already. the hornier I got , the bolder I got.
I typed in for him to stand up so I could see if I was turning him on. He resisted, playfully, at first. I finally typed in ‘ You stand up and let me see what you have and I’ll take off my shirt.’ He jumped at the chance. My eyes were glued to the screen, I know he had to see my chest heaving. Every breath moving my breasts in my shirt causing my sensitive nipples to rub against the material of it, making me even more wet. when He stood I sucked in my breath. He wore boxer briefs, A in full view through the tight fitting material, was a thick, long, manhood. I almost creamed my panties right then. I had seen a man's member before but never really, well real-life. He stood turning from side to side, Giving me a great view of his thick , hardness hidden away by that thin cotton material. I was mesmerized. Was I finally going to see my first naked man, in real life, well as close to real life as I had ever gotten anyway. I felt safe in my anonymity, so I wasn’t feeling shy or scared of the situation. He suddenly sat back down and automatically my lip puffed out like I did every time I was denied something, pouting. When he typed in, ‘ You promised to go topless for me. I want to see how beautiful your body is.” I was flattered and blushed even though I was alone in my apartment. I agreed that a deal was a deal. It took me a few minutes to adjust my camera as I stood up. I turned sideways showing him the curve of my breasts in my t-shirt. He commented that he liked the view a few times. Then I sucked in a breath grabbed the bottom of my shirt, arms crossed across my belly, and slowly slid it upward. It was like the first time I had ever taken my clothes off I was nervous, knowing someone could see me, but so incredibly turned on as well.
My belly is flat, but not ripped. David even complimented my belly, and made a silly comment about sticking his tongue in my belly button. I lifted it higher. I was trying, without really knowing how, to tease him. So I slowly raised the shirt. Exposing at first the bottom of my breasts. He said he loved the curve of them as I lifted the shirt till my nipples were almost about to pop out from under it. I turned toward the camera giving him a frontal view as I squeezed them together slightly. ‘ Show me now.’ he typed. My mind took that as an order, and it turned me on even more. I lifted the shirt off sliding one arm over my nipples as I did. Holding myself there in front of the camera. I could feel my nipples pressed against my own skin, and the thrum of my desire was pulsing between my legs and from my nipples. I wanted to show him, I wanted to do something that would make him explode. I wanted to please him, and know it was me that did it.
I parted my fingers exposing one hard nipple. Small and hard and light brown. I slide my arms down my hands sliding down over my belly as I finally exposed myself to a man for the first time in my life. I nervously rubbed my palm over my belly, squeezing my breasts together ever so slightly by the movement, waiting to see if he approved. He was quiet for what seemed like a long time, but was probably more like a few seconds. I saw his arms move to his keyboard as he typed, ‘ My god your tits are perfect, I want to hold them, and feel their weight in my hands.’ I smiled from ear to ear at the compliment, bouncing a little causing my breasts to bounce. Unconsciously pressing my chest out a little proudly. I stood there imagining him caressing himself as he looked at me. It grew quiet for a few seconds. I was soaked between my legs. My desire once again took over as I leaned forward, almost forgetting to keep my face from view. ‘ I want to see it.’ I typed in. Squeezing my thighs together to put pressure on my clit, and it felt so incredibly good. ‘See what?’ he asked me. I was frustrated and in need and he wanted to play a game now. I replied, ‘ You. You know what I mean, show me.’ I typed in, my fingers pounding out the letters in frustrated need to get him to give me what I wanted. He must have known he had me because his reply came curtly, and short. ‘ No. Not till you tell me what it is exactly you want to see.’
I actually stomped my foot on the floor in frustration, I know he could see it as my breast jumped at the movement. ‘ Your, dick. I want to see your dick.’ I demanded. He defiantly knew he had me then, We didn’t have the sound on but I could see him lean back and cross his arms behind where his head would be. Causing his stomach muscles to tighten, which caused my body to quiver all over. Then he sat forward again and typed, ‘ That’s not a very sexy word.’ Before he leaned back away from his keyboard again.
I stomped my foot again. Frustrated, I typed in as fast as I could, ‘ what word would you like me to use?’ He was laughing I could see it on the screen, I got a little mad then. I hate being teased, This of course was a new realization. He soon leaned forward and typed flatly, ‘ Oh, You can figure something out, something dirty, something sexy. I like when women talk nasty to me.’ He then leaned back again. biting my bottom lip I made a ‘grrrr’ sound in frustration. My body responded to his dominance, The sex hungry part of my brain quivered at it, but the independent part just got mad. My horniness won over, as usual.
Leaning down causing my breasts to get closer to the camera, I typed slowly, trying to word it so he wouldn’t throw something back at me again and tease me more, ‘ I want to see your cock. It will be the first one I have ever really seen. I am soaking wet. I need to see it. I WANT to see your cock..’ Then I added a little sarcastically, which was lost on him I assume. “ I want to see your cock, my first ever. I want to see how thick it is, how long it is, so when I masturbate I can think of it inside me. Show me your thick hard meat so I can stop imagining what it looks like.’
He sat motionless for a moment, I saw his hand reach down and adjust himself, then mental picture made me ache to see it now. He typed, ‘ That’s better. But If you want me to show you my thick HARD cock, you’re going to have to convince me a little more.’ He was heartless! when he threw in ‘HARD’ My legs quivered so much I almost fell as my legs turned to jello. I had wetness seeping down my thigh by now. My apartment smelled like sex , and my body just got even more turned on by it.
Thinking quickly for the best way to please him, so that I could see his cock finally, I typed, one handed, as I reach down and tugged my pajamas and my panties down in one quick yank and stepped out of them kicking them under my computer desk. MY hand went immediately to my nipple as I squeezed and moistened it by licking my fingers. This I did on instinct as I typed. ‘ David, PLEASE! I want yours to be the first cock my virgin eyes have ever seen. I want to be able to stare at it trace my eyes over every thick throbbing curve of your meat. I want to see it cum for me. I want to make it cum. I will do anything you want, if you will only show me your cock. Your long hard fuck stick. I want to cum staring at it, wanting it, please!’ Reading it back in my head as I hit the ‘enter’ button, I felt foolish typing fuck stick. Again, the sex craving part of my mind loved it as my more shy timid part screamed how nasty that sounded. I think my head actually hung in shame a little. I stressed my point by pointing my camera down to my smooth shaved pussy. I was so out of control then I was talking dirty out loud, “ can you see my pussy David, you want that? You want to make it soaking wet and make me scream your name, don’t you. Show it to me, Show me your cock. Jesus FUCK! Just seeing it is going to make me explode!” My mind rebelled at my language and got turned on by it at the same time. I knew he couldn’t hear me, but I did it in hope he would comply and to control myself a little. Hearing my own voice talk like that brought back a little of my shyness as I waited. My finger tips already caressing my thighs and running over my shaved pussy in full view of David.
I don’t know if it turned him on or he just felt sorry for me but he Stood and slowly, slide his boxer briefs off. His cock popped out, nearly standing straight out form his body. It was delicious. It was hard and bouncing slightly as I stared in awe at it. It was about three inches around, and about 9 inches long. It was a purplish red from the blood that filled it to such a hard position. My eyes roamed up and down its length rolling over every thick vein, from its base all the way to its thick circumcised head. My knees were quivering now. I leaned my thighs against the desk to keep from falling. I wanted to reach through that screen and try and wrap my small hand around it. My pussy did explode. My juices streaming down my thighs. My chest was heaving my pussy screamed for me to finger it. Before I realized it I was. David could see it I am sure. My fingertip parting my pussy lips, rubbing over my clit in small circles, my tits hanging in view of the camera as I leaned forward and propped my other hand on my desk to keep from falling over. I stared, my mouth watering almost as much as my pussy was. He turned toward the camera, I could see the slit at the apex of his cock , a small glistening drop of precum coming out of it. I came, and I came hard, and loud. I spooked myself usually , when I was having to be quiet masturbating when I still lived at home I would bite my lip and just whimper. It felt good to moan out loud, and the sound of it turned me on even more as I continued to rub my pussy, wanting my orgasm to continue, and intensify. My hand wanting to reach for the screen as I saw him wrap his hand around his cocks thickness and begin to stroke it there in front of me.. he stroked fast and hard. Causing the picture of the screen to blur a bit. He typed with one hand as he tried to keep his cock in view for me. ‘ That’s right. Finger fuck yourself for me. You better not stop till you cum at least three times. Let me see you fuck yourself, Oh, You are going to make me cum. I am going to watch that delicious body move as you finger yourself and cum while you watch me. You want to see me cum don’t you?” My mind knew he didn’t mean it as a question. I did my best to keep my balance as I parted my legs and rubbed my clit as fast as I could my fingers starting to ache as I tried to make myself cum for a third time as I was bade. My fingers shaking, my message came out barely readable as I typed, “ Yes. Please cum for me. Stroke that fat fuck stick like you had it inside my virgin pussy. Show me how you would make it yours. Show me how you want me. Cum for me, looking at me, watching me finger fucking myself at the sight of your unbelievable cock.’ It's all I could get out as I exploded just as I saw him stop stroking a moment and squeeze the head of his thick cock in his hand and I saw the cum spurt out. Some of it must have hit the camera because part of the screen went blurry as he held his knuckled hand up to the camera and I could see all the thick sticky cum seeping down his knuckles. I leaned my stomach onto the desk it dug into my hips and stomach as I rested my weight there on the edge of it. I could feel the quivers shooting up and down my body emanating from my clit. Quivering so much my ass cheeks quivered to. My eyes were closed as I just hung there on the edge of my desk. I wasn’t sure how long I half stood half laid there like that, my body so relaxed I couldn’t feel anything. I finally came to. Quickly, turning to the screen to type in how incredible that was. But when I looked he had typed, ‘ That was great! You look so fantastic. I got to go beautiful. Have to get to work.’ And the status window said he had logged off. I collapsed onto the floor and laid there naked spasming and panting. Looking down my own body at the sweat beading between my breasts. I could smell my own cum as I moved my hand up and used my forearm to cover my eyes from the light in the room. I felt a little used. My pussy twitched at the thought. I sighed aloud, and drifted off to that deep sleep only sexual satisfaction can bring.

CHAPTER 3: New experiments

It was a few days before I heard from David again. I still got soaked every time I thought about what we had done over the video chat. When I finally heard from him again it wasn't what I expected. He wrote me an email. I felted a little used realizing he hadn't logged in and waited for me to talk with him. My lip pouted outward as I open the email and began to read. The first thing I noticed was a deliciously yummy picture of his cock. Hard, thick, and fully engorged. My pussy began to seep wetness. My fingers slide down into my panties as I looked and stared at it, trying to imagine what it would feel like to have that inside me. My eyes finally pulled away from the photo and I began to read:

Tanith,

Seeing as we have enjoyed each other on our little chats, I wanted to write and tell you how I, feel. You have a lovely body, I like that you follow instructions so well, and so enthusiastically. Here is the next step. I will send you an address, not mine mind you, but a place where we are both on neutral ground. Somewhere we are both neither familiar or feel unsafe at. I will send you this address once you email me back and agree to go there and follow the instructions that will accompany the next email. If you agree and follow them exactly as I tell you, I promise you will have another sexual encounter you will love. I want this to go further, I want you to prove that you trust me. I promise you pleasure, Lots of it! All you need to do is put trust in me. Reply to this email, all I want on it is a simple "yes." or "no." Nothing more nothing less. If you agree I will email you back shortly. If you decide you do not trust me enough then I guess it means you are not ready and I will move on and find another lover and you can do the same.

David,
P.S I masturbated 6 times today thinking of you masturbating in front of me on the computer.

I was shocked at first, and little angry. How dare he give me an ultimatum! How dare he threaten to go find another lover if i don't agree to his terms, which I had no idea what they entailed. I was about to delete the message all together or write him back a really mean email, voicing my unhappiness with his dominating, self absorbed image. But, even as i reached for the keyboard my pussy grew wet. My mind trying to think of the worst case scenarios, and none of them were bad enough to not make my mind and body to want to comply. I held my hands over the keyboard, trembling there. My mind racing as to the pros and cons of such an unknown and maybe dangerous adventure. My nipples hardened, my finger brushed across my swollen clit and my desire won.
"Yes", was what my fingers typed and as if my body knew my mind would argue the risky decision, my finger tapped the enter key. My heart pounded. What was I doing? Agreeing to meet and follow instructions unquestioned from a man I only knew through an internet fuck chat. I was afraid my desire was about to get me hurt or worse killed but it was in overdrive. Even as my body shook in fear and my brain played over all the REALLY bad things that could happen to me, my finger was caressing my clit. My nipples were pressing against my t-shirt, and my pussy was crying out for orgasm. I came a few times waiting there at the keyboard. The reply never came that night. I was disappointed, scared, horny, and growing angry that David might have just played me. Frustrated and sleepy from my orgasms I decided to go to bed and slept restless that night. The Scenarios going through my mind, of the bad things that could have happened to me, along with the thoughts of being dominated, and pleasured by David in real life.

I went to work the next day and it was hell for me. My mind would wander , I was dropping things, breaking things, and getting orders wrong. My boss yelled at me three times. I just couldn't get my mind straight. I kept thinking about getting home and checking my email, hoping that David would write back. My brain kept turning everything I thought into something sexual. I even had to sneak into the bathroom and masturbate on my break. It was horrible! David had better not be messing with my mind because my desires weren't seeming to subside anymore like they use to. My thoughts kept dragging new images or new scenarios he might put me through into my head. Since I couldn't sate the need it just kept growing.

Finally seven o'clock rolled around and I head home. My brain was still distracting me, I almost had a wreck on the way home. When I pulled into the parking lot of my apartment my eye caught the sight of the stick shift vibrating, caused by the engines revving. I thought for a moment what it would feel like to have it pressed against my pussy but I snapped back to my senses when someone walked by the window of my car. Frustrated and insanely horny I headed up to my apartment intending to spend yet another night masturbating till I passed out.
I went to my computer and logged on hoping David would contact me. When I opened my email box I almost came, there it was a waiting email from David. I clicked it open and read:

Tanith ,

You will drive to the West Street Movie Theater at 11 PM. Once you arrive buy a ticket for the last showing of 'Chariots' and proceed to the balcony seats. There you will take a seat in the center of the row nearest the balcony. You will watch the film and no matter what you will not turn from the screen. If you do, You will have broken your promise and we will never talk again.

,David

PS. Bring your work clothes with you for tomorrow you won't be going home tonight.

I re-read it a dozen times then looked at the clock, I had about 3 hours till 11. I was so excited I couldn't seem to make up my mind what to do first. Bathe, eat, pick out some clothes? I was paralyzed for about 30 minutes trying to make my mind work out what exactly to do first. I decided to pack my work clothes first. So I packed an overnight bag and put in everything I thought I'd need; my uniform, shampoo, razor, hair brush, and tooth brush. Then, since I was already going through clothes, I picked out a cute purple sun dress and a matching pair of flats. Then I moved in to shower. The cool water felt so good running down my body. My nipples were achingly hard as the water flowed over them. running the washcloth over them only made my need to masturbate magnify. MY pussy was soaking wet, my clit throbbing, needing some relief but I fought the urge knowing it would feel so much better later when David touched me. It seemed the minutes were hours as I dried my hair, picked out a mauve pair of matching panties and bra and started to get dressed. My bra was one of those see through kind that hooked in the front and my panties were , what I playfully called, stripper panties. Meaning, they were a t-back, that were very thin, very silky and very see through. I wanted to look my best, hoping David would appreciate my fore-thought and go that extra mile pleasing me. Along with the sexual excitement, there was a bit of fear. I was still a virgin after all. I wanted that pleasure from him, but was afraid of the pain I knew it would bring. I was also scared that this was a public theater, what if we got caught? What if he was a whack job and wanted to hurt me? with my desire out of control I threw caution to the wind. I needed relief, I needed to cum, I needed David. I finally got everything together in my head about 10:00, so I decided I had better get on the road, the theater was a small one across town. The one question that I pondered now was why the movie 'Chariots' ? The reviews on it said it wasn't worth watching. My pussy got wet as I thought to myself, ' Well that just means we won't be watching it.' That made a wicked lustful smile appear on my face as I pulled into the small parking lot of the theater.
I almost left my purse in my car in my excitement to get in and had to walk back and get it. My thighs were quivering, my pussy soaked and my nipples hard as steel as I paid for my ticket and decided not to get a drink or popcorn. All I wanted was to get to where I was supposed to meet David and have him make me cum a hundred times. When the teenage boy at the ticket box tore my ticket and told me to enjoy myself, I almost giggled out loud in my horniness. I asked him how I got up to the balcony and he directed me to the stairway. The Theater was still lit up when I entered, there was no one in the balcony seats. I was disappointed that David was not there to meet me. Looking down off the balcony I could see about 30 people sitting and talking, waiting for the movie to start. I sat back trying to be patient as the room went black and the screen flickered to life.
I found out, unfortunately, that the reviews were correct for a change. This movie was the worst! As excited as I was to see what David would look like, act like, and do to me; I found myself nodding off somewhere in the middle of the movie, which was almost three hours long. I probably would have fallen asleep but I soon realized there was a hand on my shoulder. I started to turn around, on instinct, but as I turned my face to look all I saw was the hand that was there, as I smacked my face against it. "Do you want to end this before its' even begun?" Came that quiet, yet commanding voice. I turned back toward the screen, bowing my head in fear that he might just leave now at my mistake. I sheepishly whispered, "no." I felt David smile, I don't know how but I could just feel he was grinning some wicked smile as he said.."Yes what?" I was quiet for a moment, knowing he wanted some acknowledgment of his control over me, but not sure what title he was after I answered, "yes … Sir?" I felt him settle in against the back of my seat as he whispered closely to my ear, " That will do for now."
My mind was screaming at me, ' what are you doing!? This is dangerous! What if he tries to kill you!?' That desire in me just kicked on and my pussy started to seep wetness. The not knowing was the turn on, the danger was a turn on, and the fulfillment of my fantasies about David were a turn on. So much so my body over rode my brain as it often did. I felt his hand resting on my shoulder. My body screamed in passion. Finally I know what his touch feels like. A shiver ran down my inner thighs , so strong my leg quivered, when his finger began caressing my neck slowly up and down. "I bet your pussy is soaked right now isn't it?" David cooed into my ear. My whole body started to quake now. I was shaking as if I were freezing to death, but I was flushed and beginning to sweat. "yes Sir." I answered almost immediately.
"Hesitate, and I am gone. You remember you made a promise to me, and I do not like my slaves to lie to me." That quiver again washed over my body when I heard him call me his 'slave'. I was panting now, finding it hard to catch my breath. I nodded and replied again. "Yes Sir. I Will do as you ask." I jumped when his voice came again, loud in my ear.."Demand." David stated loudly. I fought the urge to look around and see if anyone heard and was looking at us. David just continued to draw his finger up and down the side of my neck. Touching my earlobe, then sliding it back down to where his hand rested on my shoulder. "I order and you obey, I do not ask when it comes to my slave. Are we clear on that?" I don't know why it came out, I guess from being called his slave, I whimpered out quietly, " yes master." I knew he was smiling now, probably an evil looking sneer. It was quiet except for the movie for a few minutes as he teased my skin with his rough fingertip. Finally David leaned in close to my ear again and ordered, " Take your tits out." My breath caught in my chest. I don't know why. I should have guessed he would make me do something but having heard the order out loud it kind of shocked me. I inhaled deeply, hoping my pause wasn't going to break my promise. I then reached up, sliding my dress down off my shoulders, pulling my arms out of the thin spaghetti straps and pulled the top of my dress down till it was rolled up under my breasts. The cold air in the theater would have made my nipples erect if they already weren't hard as rocks and poking straight out.
David's hand slide forward a little. His finger tips resting teasingly right below my collar bone as his other hand then moved to my other shoulder in the same position. I got goose bumps over the skin of my breasts. My body was screaming for him to touch my breasts, I even unconsciously sat up straighter trying to get his hands to slide down further but David tightened his grip and shoved me back downwards in my seat. He made a slight .."umm umm" sound showing his disapproval before he said, " horny little slave aren't you?" Though I knew it wasn't really a question I sighed out, "Yes master." My legs were visibly shaking now. I knew he could feel me quiver beneath his touch. I squeezed my thighs together, trying to stem the tide of wetness that seeped from between them. I felt his fingers slide forward and under my strapless , see through bra. His finger tips were rough, calloused. My brain wondered if he was a musician or something, having hardened his finger tips fretting a guitar. The though came and went as he pinch the hem of both cups of my bra between his thumb and forefinger and yanked my breasts free. I had my eyes downcast and I almost laughed, in relief and shock, as my nipples popped out quivering , it was almost cartoonish to see. Then my fear took hold of me again, and my head started to turn to look and see if anyone was looking at us. I felt him press his finger tips threateningly into the soft but firm flesh at the top of my breasts. A warning that I was doing something he did not approve of. He mockingly asked me, " Are you afraid someone will see your tits Tanith?" I nodded, my eyes tearing up at the thought of being naked in front of strangers, even though David wasn't technically a stranger. " Do you think your tits are ugly?" again I could picture a wicked grin on his face as he asked me. I was unsure what he wanted me to say so I just shrugged a little. Shame coming into my heart and causing my cheeks to blush, even more then the fluster of passion was in my skin at that moment. " Tanith, your tits are perfect. Do you know why?" I whimpered softly, "No master." His hands slide forward like a striking snake cupping my breasts completely as he squeezed them roughly he growled into my ear, " Because they belong to me!" His finger tips dug deep into my breasts causing me to wince in pain. Then my body responded as I felt a sharp quiver in my pussy. I came suddenly, that quick and it was over. I inhaled deeply, and a quiet.. "ohhhh…" escaped my lips. My thighs spread on their own accord. I almost came again as that hunger in me shot through my pussy when he commented, " You just came didn't you? You little whore." Then name didn't insult me as much as it turned me on. "yes master." I sighed out. He continued, " Don't care about those four teenagers staring at you now do you?" I tensed up, and almost looked around for the spectators if not for David digging his finger tips into my breasts again. His palm rubbing against my hardened nipples and pressing them back against my body. " You are here for my pleasure, nothing else matters. I don't give a fuck if your grandmother walks in and sits down next to you and you don't either. Do you understand why?" My lust answered, before my brain could blurt out anything else at the degrading statement. "Because I am only here for your pleasure master."
His fingers lightened their touch as he cooed into my ear, "exactly."
David began to fondle my breasts as I sat staring forward, at times my eyes would drift downward to the sight of his hands on my body. My thighs opening and closing on their own accord. Each time I would squeeze them together harder and harder as the wetness soaked through my thin panties and over my thighs.
" I can smell that pussy. Smells so sweet, as sweet as it looked when you finger fucked yourself on your webcam for me like a bitch in heat." Again I had a micro orgasm. David knew it of coarse my mind grew ashamed. To think about being treated like this and getting turned on from the thought, was a lot different than actually having it done to me. My mind squirmed in anger but my pussy quivered in pleasure and lust for the crude treatment. David began rubbing his palms over my nipples roughly, then pinching and twisting them. I was writhing in my seat, making little noises every time my pussy came. My stomach was full of butterflies .. no fireflies, the heat rolling around in it reaching down into the depths of my soaking wet pussy. I knew David could probably feel the heat radiating from my rock hard nipples. He teased me that way for about 10 minutes, giving a little grunt of satisfaction every time my pussy would quiver out another orgasm. Finally he released my tits and sat back in his seat heavily. His breathing was heavy, I smiled knowing it was his playing with my body that was turning him on so much.
" Stand up. Keep your eyes on the floor like a good slave and walk back to my seat. Do NOT look at me, just the floor. When you get here you will ask my permission to suck my cock." The thought of seeing his cock live and in person almost caused another spasm from my hungry pussy. I started to pull my bra back up over my exposed tits, planning on pulling my dress top back up over them as well to walk back to him. He growled at me. " I didn't say to cover yourself. If anyone is here to see, good, let them look at you. Those are mine. So unless I decide to share you with someone don't worry about who sees them." My heart stopped, 'unless I decide to share you with someone'? My brain screamed out,, 'he wouldn't! I won't let him'! But my lust roared out overpowering the defiance. " he is my master he can do whatever he wants with me, and I am just a slut. I'll do it and enjoy it." I really was scared at that point. Scared that there was someone looking, that I might get arrested, but even more scared that I was starting to realize how much control David had taken over me, and I wasn't sure I could NOT follow his orders. Quivering but following my masters orders I stood up. Fighting the urge to cover myself and look around I kept my eyes on my own feet bumping my knee once or twice in the narrow aisles I reached the end of it and turned into David's.
I walked ashamed of myself down his aisle staring at my feet. Watching my toes in my sandals I had chosen to wear, I made my way forward like a helpless thrall to my masters whims. I stopped when I saw his leg. His legs spread wide his hands griping the arms of his seat and that delicious bulge running down his inner thigh. I crossed my arms over my belly , in an attempt to not cover my naked tits, and asked sheepishly, " Master, May I please take that beautiful cock of yours in my mouth and pleasure it. May I suck it?" then I added as my lust filled my head with the thought. "I want to suck your cock till you cum. Cum where every you want to , in my mouth, on my face, on my body I …" I stumbled a moment ashamed as I heard myself pleading the request out loud. " .. I just want to be the best possible slave for you." I barely got the words out when David corrected me, " Slut. The best possible SLUT for me. My slut slave." He stated. He must have seen the hurt on my face as a tear welled at the corner of my eye from his mean and degrading words but he kept true to his course of action saying, " Are you going to cry now? Are you going to be a pathetic little bitch and cry because you don't like your new title? What did you feel like when you were finger fucking yourself for me on the computer? What did you think you were when you begged to see my cock? did you think of yourself as an innocent little angel when you agreed to come here and give yourself to me?" He paused as the tears ran down my face freely now. Then finished, " Tanith you are a cock hungry, begging to be fucked, slut that happens to know her role. That role being my slave to be use and abuse at my desire. Tell me I am wrong?" It was more of a dare then a question. I sobbed. I knew he was right. Looking back, what else could I call my actions? Not love. Not just everyday desire. No. I was a slut wanting my darkest desires to be fulfilled. To be used and belittled, because somewhere deep down inside I enjoyed it, craved it even. So I lifted my chin a little, knowing I was letting David do this to me because my hunger, my desire, was to be his slut. I pressed my chest out, for a moment until I remembered we were in public, and said perhaps a little too loudly. " I am your slut slave master and I would do anything to pleasure you. I want to be the slut you have wet dreams about at night, I want to be the slut that you think about every time your beautiful cock gets thick and hard. Master I beg you, let me take your cock in my mouth and suck it, I want yours to be the first cock that I have in my slut mouth. I deserve everything you do to me."
David was quiet as I quivered from shame, cold, horniness, and anticipation. I stood there exposed to whomever might see me. Feeling like a dirty slut, and feeling worthless for having angered my master. Deep between my legs I felt the wetness seeping out again. My brain and my body was enjoying my slave role, it scared me a little. David open his legs wider, his hand cupping the thick long outline of his cock in his jeans rubbing it, teasing me with the view. Finally he said, " Kneel between my legs." Then he added as to remind me of his previous demand, " Don't look at me just my cock, worship it like a good slut and I may reward you later … if I feel like it."
I didn't pause a moment. I knelt down, my knees hurting as I plopped down to fast against the cold hard cement floor. I knelt between his legs, totally submitting to his wants. My hands reached up pressing against his inner thigh as I slide them upwards my left hand tingling at the feeling of his hard cock throbbing through his jeans against my hand. My hand tightened on it squeezing it. My breath came in quick pants as my desire rose with every second and for every inch of his cock I felt against my hand. My eyes caught sight of the wet spot growing from where the head of his cock rested trapped between his thigh and his jeans. I lowered my head in the dimly lit theater, seeking out his zipper. I awkwardly fumbled for it. Part in inexperience and part of it just flat out impatience to see it and feel it against my hand. My mouth now watered at the thought of my masters cock sliding over my tongue. I wanted him, I wanted to please him like I have never wanted anything in my life until then. Not caring who might be looking or who might walk by I popped open his waist button, yanking the two sides apart feverishly , causing the zipper to open instantly. I pressed my lips to his stomach just above his boxer briefs as my tiny fingers slide under the elastic band. My tongue came out of my mouth as I licked and tasted the salt of his skin and the hair surrounding his belly button. My hand reached down tugging lustfully to free that monster of a cock I wanted so badly. My tiny hand barely fit around its girth. I almost came again as I felt the hot hard flesh against my palm, and the throbbing of his heartbeat through the thick veins that ran down its delicious length. I pulled the jeans and briefs away from his body as far as I could as I finally tugged his cock free of his jeans.. The sight of it in my tiny hand awed me. I must have gasped aloud because David chided me, " You are going to stuff that monster down your throat till you get it all in, I don't fucking care if you choke. You will worship and pleasure my cock anytime I tell you to, anywhere I tell you to. Do you understand slut?" I felt a drop of drool fall from my lips and land on my hand as I stared in uncontrolled desire and not realizing what I said as my mouth lowered to the thick purple engorged head of my masters beautiful cock right before my tongue was about to lick the precum from its tip, I groaned out to my master, " I will do anything for this cock, anything for the cum held in your thick balls, anything for the man attached to the fuck stick that your slut slave needs to please." My dark desire was screaming in pleasure as I licked the precum from my masters cock. I was trying to stretch my lips around its girth, feeling that they might rip from the thickness, as David twisting my hair around his fists thrush his fuck stick deep into the back of my throat. It was so painful I whimpered as I felt it try to rip my throat apart. I tried to breath but the succulent meat plugged all of my airways. My pussy spasm again as I came hard this time feeling the wetness flow down my thighs and pool around my knees. David relentless and cruel with his throat stabbing cock, moaned out loud, "
That’s it! Oh you are such a good little slut. Sucking your masters cock. I'm going to shove it down your slut throat till you pass out." I gagged loudly but my mind was moaning, my pussy was quivering, my eyes watered till I couldn't see from the vicious throat slamming he was giving my mouth. "You're mine now slut. Mine forever, " his voice started raising in volume as he slam fucked my face gagging and choking me. " Mine, mine, mine! You fucking slut. I own you! " He yanked my face out of his crotch long enough to grunt into my face, which I later realized if my eyes weren't blurred out completely with tears I might have seen his face, " I own you don't I? You belong to me in every way. You won't EVER tell me no will you slut!?" My throat still felt as if his cock was ripping it open from the inside, I couldn't speak and could barely gasp for breath through the pain as I felt like I was going to pass out from lack of oxygen, but I nodded a little causing my scalp to scream out in pain as he held my hair balled up in his hand so tightly. He understood that I was surrendering to him completely now. My dark desire had consumed me, and turned me into exactly what he said I was his slutty slave. To be used and abused at his whim. Even as my head grew lighter and dizziness stopped me from forming any kind of complete thought, my master pumped his thick fist twice up and down the thick shaft of his cock and I felt my mouth fill with his cum, causing me to gag and choke even louder. Once my mouth and the back of my throat were over flowing with his spunk he sprayed it over my face, neck and chin. He ordered me to swallow it. I tried to comply I felt I was going to pass out completely when I finally gulped one last time and received a burst of air as his cum filled my stomach. I was blinded by tears still, my nose ran and thinking about it afterwards I must have looked pathetic. That must have pleased my master completely I knew. He gave me a chance to catch my breath finally. then pressing my face to his cock he smeared it all over my face, demanding that I lick it clean of every drop. This took some time. Whenever I thought I was done I saw his finger point out another spot I had missed I cleaned the entire length of his cock. Savoring the taste the thought of what I must look like doing it making my pussy cum, over and over again. It was 20 minutes later when I had, to his satisfaction, licked clean his cock and his fat balls. He released my hair as I slumped there between his legs on the floor. My face resting against his thick glistening cock. It's warmth against my cheek and every once in awhile I caught myself kissing the shrinking cock of my master and tenderly kissing the head of it. I couldn't talk my throat having been traumatized by the deep hard throat fucking he had delivered into my mouth. My head ached it felt as if he may have ripped half my hair from my scalp, but I was content the dark desire sated, like it had never been before. I pressed my face against his cock and cooed. I fell asleep there through the rest of the movie. I came to when the bright lights came on. David reached down grabbing a handful of his own cock, flaccid but still beautifully thick and long, slapped my face with it with an audible "smack" he ordered. " Get up , get your shit. You will walk behind me outside. You will stay behind me until we get to my car. You will open my door then get in the passenger side front seat. There is a blindfold there you will sit in the car, put it on and not say anything until I instruct you that you may. Understand?" He ordered this of me but his tone was flat now. not that angry voice that he used while raping my throat earlier. I answered with a nod as I couldn't get the words , "yes master" to exit my throat. I followed his instructions again feeling shame and humiliation as he tugged my dress up over my breasts, I had completely forgotten about them being exposed. as we walked through the lobby I stared at the floor. I didn't want to see the looks I might be getting from anyone there. My hair completely messed up, My masters cum drying on my face , tits and the front of my dress. I followed his instructions to the letter as I placed the mask on. I heard him finally get in the car and start it up. Then we were driving away.

Chapter 4: My Masters Desires
The rest of that night was a mix of the heavenly and hellish. David grew angry at me when I realized I had forgotten my overnight bag in my car, still parked in the theater parking lot. He was yelling how horrible a slave I was to not do as he instructed and threatened to drop me off at my car and never talk to me again. I begged and pleaded with him , blind in my blindfold, for what seemed like hours. He finally decided that he would just punish me for the infraction by not making me cum, and not allowing me to pleasure myself. This brought a brief thought to beg for him to fuck me. but I thought better of it, having angered him once. I resigned myself to a night or total frustration. All I could do was whimper as he had me strip naked and laid me in his bed. It felt nice to have him pressed against my back his cock pressed against my ass. but it was complete torment when I felt it harden again. Then heavy thick flesh growing halfway up my back. David then lifted my leg roughly sliding his cock across the soft smooth skin of my thigh. He pressed it against my soaking pussy lips, pressing it against it with his hand then lowering my leg I squeezed my thighs together holding it there against my pussy. Then he began moving his hips, coating his thick shaft with my juices. It was painful at first until my pussy juices lubed up his shaft, then it was pure ecstasy. He thrust his hips dragging his monster of a cock back and forth across my pussy lips and my over sensitive clit. He knew when I got close to cumming and would stop moving and hold me tightly so I wouldn't fuck myself against his thick cock and make myself cum. I was moments away about the fifth time he did this so he pulled his cock form between my thighs. I felt it soaked with my juices as I lay against my ass cheeks. It felt dirty and nasty and my lust hungered for more of it. The entire room smelled of my pussy juices and the thick musk of his manhood. He finally rolled me over onto my back he held my head down on the bed as I heard what I knew was the squishing sounds of his fist pumping up and down his cock. If my voice wasn't still gone completely, from the rough throat fucking he gave me at the theater and from the hours of begging him not to be done with me, I would have begged him to let me stroke it or better yet to shove it inside my aching pussy and deflower me. But I couldn't. I heard him grunting like a wild animal as he got close to getting himself off. He began throwing filthy comments at me as he would once in awhile slap his heavy cock against my face. It stung and I felt it hit my lip once and it felt as if it was beginning to swell. Finally he grunted a demand, " Open your mouth slave. Drink more of my cum. Because you look like a complete slut with my cum all over your slut face." I complied quickly. I opened my mouth as wide as I could with my jaw being sore and stuck out my tongue. I felt the head of his cock press against my tongue then I was choking down his huge load of thick cum once again. He didn't need to say anymore. I swallowed it. then licked it from my lips, and from my fingers as I scooped gobs of the thick tangy spunk from my face I couldn't reach with my tongue. I then felt around with my hands till it wrapped around his cock he laid down on his back pulling me over with him my face held again vice like in his hands as he guided my mouth to every single drop of his cum. He then rolled me back over pressed against my back again. His arms wrapped around me and his hands cupping my breasts. His last words to me before I slipped away into blissful sleep was, " When you wake up you will shower, When you are done you will put your mask back on, no peeking at me, and call to me before you take so much as a step out of the shower understand Tanith?" It felt good to hear him use my name, still having no voice I press my head backward against his chest and nodded my agreement. I fell fast asleep with a smile on my face. I had fed my desire and found something to sate it. I wondered how long it would last, but for that moment I was content to be wrapped in my masters arms.
I woke to his cock hard against me again.. I reached back and enjoyed the feel of it in my tiny hand. He woke up then. Again he jerked off into my mouth, this time making me kneel on the floor next to the bed as he did it. Again I licked his cock clean. MY pussy soaking the entire time. David led me to the bathroom guided me in and then closed the door. Through the door he told me I could remove the mask and clean up for work. He again stressed that I was not allowed to masturbate at all. I groaned my frustration but complied. I stood and soaked under the hot water for awhile, just leaning my forehead against the wall so relaxed I could barely stand. My eyes were sore from the blindfold being so tightly tied all night long, my scalp ached to throbbing, and my throat felt as if I had tried to force a gigantic roll of sand paper down it. But none the less I was smiling from ear to ear, Content.
When I was done I turned off the water, tied the blindfold back on and called out to my master David. I stood in the tub, still dripping warm water from my body when I heard David enter. To my surprise he began toweling me off with the fluffiest , softest towel I had ever felt in my life he started with my hair. He playfully rubbed it over my head soaking up some of the excess water there. He was humming a song, that I couldn't quite place, but I knew that I had heard it before. David took his time drying down my neck and shoulders. Then down both arms as he dried them he would place my hands on his hips. It was then I realized he was naked as well. My pussy grew wet instantly as he placed both my hands on his hips. I could feel the muscles underneath his skin rippling with strength as he then used the towel to dry off my breasts. Commenting once, " Such beautiful tits Tanith. I love the way your nipples are perfect little knobs when they harden up. " then the towel moved to my back as he pressed his nakedness against mine I laid my head on his chest as he dried my back and cupped my ass cheeks through the towel. " Perfect firm ass. I am glad your slutty desires brought you to me. I didn't take it at all as an insult this time. His tone was such he may have been saying, ' I am so glad you chose me, I am so lucky." I just laid my head against his chest and I did manage to croak out of my abused throat, " Thank you master, I am glad my body pleases you." He liked that , I felt his cock jump against me. He knelt down in front of me drawing the towel down the back of my legs. He was so tall compared to me when he was kneeling there he leaned forward and took my nipple in his mouth sucking them gently. I expected him to bite them or suck on them as hard as he could. But this morning my master was gentle and kind. He parted my legs slightly as he toweled up my inner thighs. Then in a cruel movement, I felt his thick tongue slide over my pussy lips. My knees went weak but I placed my hands on his shoulders my fingers holding tightly to the muscles there. He ran his tongue over it a few minutes almost bringing me to orgasm again before he pulled away. Standing up, he took my jaw in his huge hand pulled my face upward and slide his pussy juice flavored tongue into my mouth. I was still standing on my tip toes making, what must have been, the silliest kissy face ever before I realized I was kissing air. I heard the bathroom door open and then close from through it he said, " No clothes. Take that sweet ass of your into the kitchen, you'll find it yourself. Cook your master a good breakfast," actually it was lunch we had slept into the afternoon I knew. He finished by saying, " Then after you're done put your clothes form last night back on and the blindfold. Then I will take you to your car so you can get your work clothes."
I of coarse followed the instructions to the letter. I cooked him, and myself, breakfast. I put the blind fold back on when he instructed me to do so from just outside the kitchen. He came in ate, as I sat patiently still naked, then he fed me. Soon after he led me to the bedroom and told me to get dressed. My clothes were a mess, stained with cum, and in total disarray. I donned them, announcing I was ready to go as I donned the blindfold once again. He lead me to the car and drove me back to the theater. He left me sitting in the passenger side as he came around and to let me out. I was happy to be near him there, but sad that I had to leave his presence. It was a shock when I heard him open my car door and hand me my bag saying.."Get dressed." He must have seen the puzzled look on my face as if to ask, 'here? now?' He grunted, " Right here right now, " then he added whether it was just to embarrass me or if it were true, "There aren't too many people around to watch." I hesitated a moment to long I guess, as he yanked the front of my dress downward tearing a large piece of it free, once again exposing my bra'ed breasts and panties to the world. I gasped a moment, but did I as I was told. I stripped the ruined dress off and was fumbling in my bag when David said, " Lose the panties." I knew if I hesitated again he would remove them. I quickly slide them down off my ass and drop them around my feet stepping out of them I bent at the waist and picked them up stuffing them into my bag. the cool morning air blowing across my naked skin gave me goose bumps all along my thighs and ass cheeks. David was quiet while I dressed, doing my best with the blindfold still on.
Once I was done I was hoping that he would finally take off my blindfold and let me see his face. I should have known better. David instructed me to wait 5 minutes and then remove it and go straight to work. Then after work I was to go straight home. He again stressed that I was not allowed to 'finger fuck' myself until he ok'ed the action. I was content to wait, as frustrating as that would be. What I didn't expect was when David said, " You were a good slut last night. You gave yourself to me completely. You will honor your promise or lose me forever do you understand?" I nodded. not wanting him to leave me, and wanting him to keep pleasing me, even though technically he hadn't directly ever pleased me. "good." He said flatly. " No finger fucking yourself, until I say so." I nodded again just so he would know I understood. He then finished, " Check your email when you get home I will have instructions for you. I will be watching you. I may even come in and eat today, just to keep an eye on you." He then hugged me tightly to his chest crushing the breath out of me almost. I was surprised when he leaned in Kissed me full and passionately on my lips and then pulled away. Instantly a tear welled up in my eye, though I am sure he couldn't see it as the blindfold soaked it up before it seeped down my cheek. wanting to say something to reassure him I was his, I croaked out with my sore throat. "Master, thank you for letting me please you. thank you for letting me experience your cock in my mouth. Please, Let me keep being your slave. I will serve you in any way at anytime as you have demanded. I will be the slut of your fantasies if you allow me to continue serving you." I hoped that got the point across , though I cursed myself silently when I said it, because the tone sounded like I was telling him I loved him, and would miss him. Though in my heart that was what I was expressing. I think he understood because there was a softness in his voice when he replied, " Tanith, you suck cock like a professional whore. I may keep you around a bit … if it pleases me."
I heard him get in his car and drive away then. I waited for what I assumed was the five minutes he instructed me to. As soon as the blindfold came off the tears rolled down my cheeks. I was happy and felt wanted and needed. Part of it though was fear, a fear I may never hear from David again. I took the blind fold and folded it up and tied it around my wrist. I know it sounds sappy , but it was a pleasant memory. That and I Knew I was going to need a reminder of what I would lose if I broke down and masturbated, something I desperately wanted to do right then and there and do it till I came every ounce of juice from my pussy. Sighing deeply I got in my car and drove to work my mind reliving everything that had happened the night before. My body just screamed to be pleasured. This was going to be a VERY long day at work.
Not only was the day long, but it was busy as well. Though, staying that busy was good for me I barely had a chance to even think about sex or masturbating , or the fact that I wasn't allowed to do so. Every once in awhile I would hear a voice in the restaurant that I thought may be David's. I would grow wet at the thought he was near but I was never sure if he was or not. It was all made worse by the fact that my body was so sore. My scalp ached from David's pulling my hair so hard, and my throat and mouth were still hurting and sore from the throat fucking he had forced me to perform, well not really forced. One of my coworkers even asked if I was sick cause my voice sounded scratchy. I just shook my head no and went about the business of serving my customers. I made 'ok' tips as well, they seemed to feel sorry for me to have to work when I wasn't feeling well. When my last customer had left, I collected my money finished all my side work, rolling silverware and the like, and headed for home.
My mind immediately went to David. What was going to be in that email? Would tonight be the night he took my virginity? Would it hurt real bad? Was I really ready? All this ran through my mind as I drove home. I got home as quick as I could, made some calamine tea, for my throat, and immediately jumped on my laptop. There I shifted through all the junk emails, answered a message from my father asking if I would come to dinner this weekend, and finally came to David's message.
I clicked it open impatiently and read it silently.
Tanith,
Last night was great, this morning was fun too. I will be going on a trip for one week and I will use you again when I get back. Until then you are NOT to finger yourself, or orgasm at all. That is your punishment for your disobeying my orders last night. If you think I won't be able to tell if you fuck yourself while I am gone think again. I know you better then you know yourself. If you disobey me on this at all I will make sure you do not cum for a month! I will call you sometime this weekend, so keep your phone handy, if it rings more than once before you pick up I will never talk to you again and will be forced to find a more obedient slave. Since you didn't not give me your phone number on your own accord I am leaving mine in this message. You will take a photo of yourself on your knees naked and send it to that number immediately after reading this. I don't not have to tell you the penalty for not following my orders.

talk to your slutty ass later,
Your master.

It was cruel. I was soaking by the time I finished reading the email. My chest was heaving and my small light brown nipples were hard as a rock. The number was there at the bottom of his instructions, so complying to my masters' wishes I stripped down knelt on the floor and snapped a picture of myself on my cell phone. My mind argued he might put it on one of those porn sites or something, but my dripping wet pussy and my desire to please my master over rode that. 'I am his for the using' I whispered to myself as I sent the picture along with the message, "For my master per his orders. I will be an obedient slave while you are gone. I beg you to allow me to serve you ." Again that’s what the words said but in my heart I was saying, " I love and miss you. Please come back to me soon." It was hell all that night, my desire was in overdrive, and I was impatient to hear back from David. I took 5 freezing cold showers that night, always with my cell phone within reach. The next day was Friday and work was again super busy, thank goodness. It was hard to concentrate, I was trying to keep one hand on my apron to feel if my phone were vibrating. But David never called. I began to fear he was just giving me the brush off but I fought the idea it was too painful to think about. When my shift was over and I had returned home again. I was in the shower when my cell rang. I nearly slipped jumping out of the shower, shivering from head to toe form the freezing water I was showering in. the sound of the phone made my pussy wet instantly. as I jumped for grabbed and answered my phone, " Master?" I asked. Only to be mortified when I heard my fathers' voice on the other end.
"Tanith? What is all this master stuff?" My father sounded amused. Thinking as fast as I could in my lust filled state I answered, " Oh, Hi dad .. oh, I was expecting work to call me in for an extra shift tomorrow. I thought you were my boss." He laughed buying the story, as I could sometimes be very sarcastic. He said he was calling , because I did not reply to his email about having dinner. I apologized saying I had totally forgot to read my emails last night. I didn't like lying to my father but telling him the truth about the last 2 days would have been unthinkable. I asked him what time and we settled on 8 o'clock. Since he would be able to get it ready after work and I would know by then, a lie, if I would have to do the extra shift. He told me he would see me then and said he loved me and hung up. He never waited for me to say it back, since the accident it felt odd to say to a man I didn't really know as well as I should have. He knew I cared for him, even if I really didn't have those daughterly feelings exactly like I should have. I knew he loved me, and I knew I could trust him, but more like a great friend then a parent. It's hard to explain it , its' just been that way since my accident.
It was nice to hear from my dad, but I was disappointed that it hadn't been my master. I hardly slept at all that night. Having to fight the urge to slide my hands down between my thighs and bring myself to about a hundred orgasm's. I was dragging the next day at work and it was the same as the past few days, busy, but the tips were great. I went home showered, and proceeded to get dressed for dinner. I was frustrated that I couldn't find my favorite sun dress when I realized that my master had torn it from my body that night he had used me for his pleasure. I grew wet again at the thought. So I picked out a pink sundress instead and some pink sandals. Did my hair up , put on my makeup and just barely made it to my fathers' house by 8 o'clock.
My father handed me a receipt where he had deposited money into my account and we made small talk for awhile. It was a pleasant visit over all. Halfway through dinner my phone rang. My father was cut off mid sentence when I grabbed it off the table and answered," Master?" My brain froze a second as I realized what I had said in front of my dad. I made an annoyed face and pointed at the phone and mouthed to my father, ' It's my boss.' I then excused myself into the kitchen grabbing my nearly empty plate as I did as if to go clean it. My chest was heaving and my pussy AGAIN soaked my panties, this was torture! David's voice came flat and deep from the other end of the line. " Have you been a good slut?" I actually nodded my head vigorously as I answered immediately, " Yes master, as per your orders." There was a silence and I heard a bit of an angry tone to his voice as he asked accusingly, "are you at home?" I told him I was at my fathers and that I only came because I could not serve him. "what was for dinner?" he asked as if we were in a regular relationship. It sounded oddly surreal. "my father made manicotti." I explained. David asked if it was filled with cheese, and made it known he loved manicotti. I smiled, it felt like I was talking to my boyfriend as I said, " Perhaps I could get my father to make us some one night and you could meet him." His reply was short curt and angry sounding. " If I wanted to meet your piece of shit father I would tell you to introduce us! You are my slave not him, YOU will make manicotti for me when I tell you to. I was in such a good mood but your stupid mouth has ruined that!" I may have been too loud I feared as I pled, " Oh Master I am sorry. Please.. Please forgive me! I am your obedient slave always!" His next comment made me freeze in fear, " Prove it slut." was all he said. I went quiet and asked, " Master?" not understanding what he wanted me to do. He then asked, "You still have some manicotti, I mean if that’s really where you are and what you ate…" I interjected quickly, " Yes. Yes master I have some right here. I would never lie to you Master." My voice hushed now but panicked. David didn't skip a beat , " Take out those tits of yours, rub that cheese all over one of your tits and send me a picture of you licking it off." He ordered flatly. My eyes darted over to look at the open doorway to the dining room, I was shocked and afraid. I stammered, " But… but my father is in the next room master.." I sobbed knowing already how he felt about that before he said," I don't give a fuck if you are in church! Do it and do it now or I'll give my cock to someone that deserves it!" He was screaming on the other end and I began to cry, scared because I angered the one man that could give me everything I ever desired and because I may get caught by the one man who still thought of me as an innocent child. My mind reeled as I sputtered out, " yes. yes master I will do anything for you please don't be angry with me!" I pleaded tears starting to roll down my face. " God dam right you will you fucking worthless piece of shit!" He screamed. The words cut me deep and I sobbed so loud I had to cover my mouth for fear of my father hearing. Sending one last scared look at the open doorway I turned my back to it, pulled my breast out of my dress and bra and, grabbing the manicotti messily in my hand squeezed the still hot cheese over my hard nipple. I pleaded with my master, " I am going to take it now and send it to you master, right now , please don't hang up, please, please!"
Before I could lose my nerve, I cupped my breast in my tiny hand lifted it to my mouth as I readied my cell phone hoping I didn't mess up the picture. Looking straight into the camera, I slid my tongue through the hot cheese, mostly to get it done to please my master and not get caught. The other reason I scooped it form my nipple so vigorously was because it was burning my nipple. It was painful more to my over sensitive nipple then to my tongue. Then I quickly snapped the picture, looked at it to make sure it was good and quickly sent it before placing it back to my ear and pleading," It's sent master. I hope it's to your liking. I live to serve you." I sniffled trying to fight back the tears that were threatening to run down my face again. It was silent for what seemed like an eternity, I feared he may have hung up. But he soon said, in a deep growling voice, " That will do. You look like a cock hungry little slut in this picture. I will think about fucking your tits tonight while I jerk off to it." Of coarse I almost came when he said it and the mental picture of him jacking his hand up and down his beautiful cock was almost enough to make me break his rules and shove my fingers as deep in my pussy as I could and make myself cum right there in my fathers' kitchen. I smiled then as I whispered, " I hope it pleases you master." He laughed at that, not a mean laugh but a joyful one before threatening," you better hope so or I may decide to go find another slut to tit fuck." I grew jealous and angry at the thought as I gasped quietly," Please master no." His voice was dark again when he said," you do not ask anything from me. I own you not the other way around. Keep displeasing me and I may make you watch when I give other slut my cock." My breath caught in my throat and the tears started to flow yet again. David finally said, " But I think this will do. You do have a fine set of tits. I won't be calling again. But I will see you when I get home I'll call you when I get back into town." I literally bounced up and down with joy! "Goodnight slut. Remember you still are not allowed to touch yourself in anyway, that’s mine not yours." then he unceremoniously hung up.
I stood there quivering. My brain was feeling filthy for sending the picture and horrified that I needed his approval , no matter how indirect he gave it to me. I was so consumed I set my phone down on the counter top and stared at it. I didn't even realize I was still holding my tit in my hand, still glistening with my own saliva when my father came into the kitchen behind me. "Tanith, what are you doing? Are you ok, you sounded like you were crying?" I gripped my tit hard in my hand trying to make sure my nipple was covered as my mind fought for another lie to tell about why I was standing in my dad kitchen touching myself and my pussy soaked through my panties. Blushing deep red I slipped my breast back into my bra and pulled the front of my dress back over it. I stammered.. " I.. I..I went to take the last bite of my food and it fell down the front of my dress, it was hot and burned I had to wipe it off." I offered up as I , only half feigned pain, and cupped my breast as if it was still burning. "oh my god Tanith! Are you ok? Here let me get you some ice to put on it." He offered , obviously worried I was really hurt. He hit the ice maker button and caught a few cubes, wrapping them in a paper towel he handed it to me. I smiled, truly thankful, for the relief from the pain as I slide my hand with the ice down and held it over my abused nipple. I almost sighed with relief from the coldness of the ice on my nipple, and from seeing that my father had bought my latest lie.
I felt horrible about lying to my father again in the same night, but I assured myself it was much better then telling him the truth. After freezing my nipple to aching, I smiled at my father and said, " it's ok. It doesn't hurt anymore." My father gave a relieved face and asked, " and why were you yelling, was your boss giving you a hard time? Do you want me to have a talk with him?" My father said half playfully as he cracked his knuckles. This made me laugh as I said, " No. He is just an ass sometimes. Besides if you kill my boss I would have to find another job." I smiled and my father laughed. Thankfully after all that it was time for me to go after doing the dishes. I kissed my father on the cheek and said I was looking forward to dinner next time.
The rest of the week was a pure horny, lustful hell for me.

4. When the Master returns to his Slave

I was correct in my assumption. The week wasn't even over yet and I was in hell. I snapped at one of my coworkers and she snapped back, " You need to get laid!" Oh, If she only knew. I had one more day till Thursday rolled around again, till I could serve my master. My brain kept asking me if it would be early Thursday or that night. I wish I knew exactly. the wait was killing me. Thing had gotten so bad with my bitchiness that my boss gave me a week off for, ' disrupting the work environment.' I was mad but relieved. The only drawback was I didn't have the distraction to keep my mind off of my need to masturbate so badly. I even, just once and only for a moment, thought about cheating and making myself cum just one time. I couldn't do it though. I wanted to stay true to David's wishes.
I had just gotten out of my tenth freezing cold shower that afternoon and was about to make myself lunch when my phone rang. I quickly snatched it up and answered it. "Hello?" I answered as I should since my master said he wasn't going to call till Thursday. I smiled wide when I heard, " Hello? What?" David demanded. "Hello my master." I grinned from ear to ear. "Where are you slut?" David said in an accusing voice. " I went by your work and you were not there. Are you running around fucking any cock you can get, you little slut?" David's voice wasn't angry but spoke in an even matter-of-fact tone.
I literally dropped to my knees and beg him, " No, no, NO! I was told to take the week off starting yesterday because I… " I wasn't sure how to put it at first but quickly finished, " I.. Was disrupting the work environment." David was quiet. I am not sure if he was angry, laughing , or confused until he asked, " And how exactly where you doing that? Taking your coworkers in the back and sucking their cocks? fucking your boss for a raise? Maybe you were trying to earn more tips and were sucking cock in the parking lot…" I never meant to but I cut in , in an attempt to stem his thoughts. " No master. I was so .. out of sorts, without you, I was in a very bad mood, because my body needs your touch so badly. I am truly sick without you my master. I need you, I need to serve you. I can't function without you." I was desperately decreeing. All I heard coming from the other end of the phone call was my master laughing. It was an odd sound never having heard it before. It wasn't unpleasant to hear. I began laughing with him, wanting to share the moment with him. "Shut the fuck up." Came the order and my mouth slammed shut so fast I bit my tongue.
" You are at home then?" He asked. Tasting the blood from where I bit my tongue I obediently replied," Yes master." the line was quiet again for a moment before David ordered, " Here is what you will do. Firstly you will hang up your phone and text me your address. Then you will remove all of your clothing. You are then to unlock your door, kneel in front of it with your eyes closed. Then you will wait. I will be there soon." My heart skipped a beat and my pussy got instantly wet again. "Yes master" I answered happily. Wanting to follow his orders perfectly I hung up, texted David my address and stripped down. I made sure my door was unlocked and knelt naked as the day I was born on my knees in front of it. I placed my palms on the tops of my knees as I knelt and closed my eyes. Smiling widely and awaited my master.
I should have known he would make me wait. I am not sure exactly how long I knelt there. I am sure it was not as long as it felt. My heels were digging into my ass cheeks and my knees began to ache, and I nearly fell asleep there in that position when I heard my door open and then close. Keeping my eyes squeezed shut tightly I grew giddy with anticipation.
His voice was quiet, and I felt him walk around me completely once before he said, " You are learning slut. You really need my cock right now don't you?" there was a pause so I figured he wanted an answer. "More than anything in the world master." I couldn't help but grin in happiness. The grin immediately went away when he said, " I wouldn't be smiling too much slave. You are still being punished." I almost groaned aloud in agony at the thought that my master had brought me his incredible cock and he wasn't going to let me cum on it. I needed to cum so bad I had to fight back the urge to scream and shove my fingers into my pussy.
Next thing I knew I felt his hands in my hair again, at first a gentle stroke, but he soon wrapped it around his hand as he had the night at the theater. David yanked my head backwards till I thought my head would pop off my over bent neck. He was holding my hair as I felt him step in front of me. I could smell his musky scent. I could hear his heavy, lustful breathing when I heard him unzip his pants. I had my hands still resting on my knees and my head pulled back when I felt the warm soft touch of the head of his cock against my lips. I knew instantly what he wanted. I licked my lips and opened my mouth for him to enter. He just rubbed it back and forth over my lips until I couldn't help myself and I flicked my tongue out and licked it. I heard him moan. So figuring I had not angered him I stuck my tongue out further sliding it over and around the head of his cock. He released my hair and moaned again. Figuring I had his permission I leaned forward a little and took the head in my mouth, stretching my lips around it. I lifted my hands and wrapped them around his thick shaft, loving the feeling of its warmth and girth in my tiny hands. It made me feel even more submissive to him. His cock popped out of my mouth as I twisted my face and began to run my tongue up both sides of his cock. soaking it in my saliva, which was building in my mouth and dripping from the corners of it as my hunger for his cock grew. It was as hard as a steel pole as I slurped at it loudly. I then moved my mouth back to the thick fat head of it. Clamping my lips as tight as I could around it I slide my hands forward around his waist grabbing his nice firm ass and pulled his hips forward forcing him into my mouth.
"Mmmmm…" the sound came from the back of my throat as I tasted his salty precum and felt his hot meat slide back over my tongue and against the back of my throat. I gagged just a little as I pulled his hips forward and pressed my face down over his cock. Trying to take the entire thing in my mouth. I think I got most of it as I heard David groan, " Oh, you little cock sucker. You really are mad for my cock aren't you slut." I slide my mouth up to the tip of his cock again and said, in-between licking it all over, " oh, master yes. It is all I dreamed about for the entire time I was away from you. I need so badly to taste your cum. To please you. To be the best slave for you." I was so happy at that moment I was sobbing the words to him. I felt his fingers run gently through my hair as he moved with my bobbing mouth. Extracting his thick cock when I moved my head backwards, and then thrusting it deep into my throat when I pressed my head forward, I loved the feel of his ass cheeks tightening as I pulled him to me when he thrust his cock into my mouth. The little slurping noises turning me on even more. the thought of how I must look kneeling there naked, slurping on his cock like the cock starved slave that I was. I felt his heavy balls bumping against my chin and throat as I sucked him deeper and faster. I was out of control wanting to make my master cum. I doubled my efforts when I heard him moan, " Suck that cock you fucking slut. That’s it please your master." He panted out like an animal. My tits were bouncing up and down slightly with my movement to milk his cock. I heard him suck in his breath and knew he was going to cum. I lifted my ass upwards off my feet and grabbed his ass in a death grip my fingers digging into the muscles as they tightened under my grasp. I wanted to swallow his meat completely , gag on it chock it down and show my master how badly I needed his beautiful cock. David, had other ideas though. He tightened his grip on my hair and yanked my sucking mouth off his cock with a loud 'POP'. He pressed me backwards till I lay on my back and I felt him drop his weight on my stomach. He knocked the wind out of me in his lustful maneuver. Then next thing I knew my tits were awash in his thick pungent cum. I felt it splash over my tits drowning my nipples and could hear the slapping sound as he fucked his hand up and down his huge cock. I felt spurt after spurt of it splash over my nipples and tits. Then it hit my throat, then my nose and eyes, and mouth. It felt like he had shot a gallon of his warm cum over my body. I pictured myself covered from tits to the top of my head in thick white cum. The thought set off a micro orgasm in my convulsing pussy. My mouth opened and I started to gasp my pleasure but it was cut off buy a few thick gobs of his cum firing deep into the back of my throat. I choked it down and smiled wide. Even in the bent back position I was in I could have laid there covered in his cum all day long and been happy. Tears of joy streamed from my eyes mixing with the cum that was seeping down the sides of my mouth and cheeks and nose. In my euphoric state of mine I cried out, " Take me master please. Fuck me. Fuck me anyway you want to. Fuck your slave and rip my virginity from my pussy. Give it to me. Give it to me till I scream. But oh master PLEASE GIVE IT TO ME!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, A little too loudly I later found out from one of my neighbors. I froze when I heard David's voice ask, " Anyway I want huh slut?" There was an evil in his voice. I tried to retract my pleading statement. " Fuck my pussy please master, please! Oh God please fuck my pussy David." when I said his name I knew I was in trouble.
His laugh was maniacal, the evil in it let me know I was in serious trouble now. " You forget your place slut. " He yanked my arms from around his waist and held me by my wrists. Twisting me around till I was on my knees face down on the floor. I knew this was going to be bad. His anger was out of control as he ordered. "You fucking move one inch and the only cock you'll ever get is from some old man I sell your pussy to." I knew he wasn't joking. I was frozen in fear. My mind screamed for me to get up and run call the police, But that dark desire in me told me to take my punishment or lose my master forever. My pussy quivered knowing it wasn't going to get what it needed, because I misspoke. David reached around me and scrapped a huge gob of his cum form my face, his fingernails scrapping slightly across my cheek painfully. Then he released my wrists and press down on my back. there I was prostrate on the floor my face buried in the carpet in my doorway, my ass stuck up in the air. I felt his cum covered fingers slap down hard between my ass cheeks and the warm sticky cum being spread over my asshole. I grit my teeth in fear. Feeling more humiliated and scared then I had ever felt in my life.
It felt like slow motion when I felt him rub his cock down between my ass cheeks. I felt the thick head of his cock pressing against my asshole, wanting to tear it open. David demanded, " Beg me to fuck your ass Tanith." I was scared and trying to squirm away but one of his strong huge hands slapped down on my shoulder. I cried out, " No master please, My pussy fuck my pussy, take my virginity, but please not that. You're too big, too thick, you'll tear me open please!" I begged. His reply was even more terrifying, " Say it you cunt or I'll shove my fist up inside you to my elbow!" I felt the head of his cock press forward, it was starting to force my ass open. " Beg for it or get worse you slut!" He ordered. I cried out in fear and pain as he pressed forward more my asshole starting to give way to his huge cock. I feared his threat so I complied, knowing him a bit, I tried hard to make it sound convincing as I begged him, " Please master fuck my ass. It is yours for the taking. I am yours for the taking. You can fuck me where ever you want as long as I please you and your beautiful cock." The pressure on my back eased then David swung his hand down across my ass cheek so hard it nearly knocked me sideways as he laugh evilly, " That’s my little slut. Now Press that plump little ass of yours back on my cock." I sobbed and whimpered at first as I pressed lightly backwards. Leaning away from the thick monster of a cock at my asshole when it started to hurt. David Slapped my ass again and again. Till my ass cheeks burned from the blows I could feel his hand print on my ass cheeks. Finally I couldn't take it anymore. I shoved myself backwards onto his cock. It felt like my ass had ripped open at first, then a slight relief as the head of it slipped in and then the shaft. The head was the worst part being thicker then the shaft of his cock. I felt his balls slap against my pussy lips. My body began to squirm in pleasure and pain. His huge hands had grabbed my ass cheeks spreading them apart his thumbs pressing around the edges of my asshole as he began to move me up and down the length of his cock. Sliding out to the head and then burying his thick length back in till his balls slapped against my pussy again. My eyes rolled up in the back of my head at the screaming pain in my ass, but I gave a whimpering moan each time his thick heavy balls slapped against my pussy lips. He pressed his weight down on top of me grinding my hardened nipples into the carpet as he pounded into my up thrust ass. I moved my hips to meet his thrusts as he had ordered. Soon he stopped moving his hips altogether and I was now fucking my ass back against his cock painfully.
Each thrust sent pain up my spine as his huge cock stretched my ass hole, and the head of his cock slammed into the deepest depths of my ass. It felt as if he would drive my insides up into my body till they were all pressed into my chest. My nipples were raw from rubbing against the carpet as were my knees and my left cheeks as I lay prone there raping my own ass back against his thick cock. My cheek rested now in a puddle of drying cum and tears. I felt him tense up, My pussy quivered, in a different kind of pleasure. The pleasure it got from knowing that when he came he would remove his huge cock from my ass soon and I would get some relief from the pain. The pain soon overrode the pleasure of his thick balls slamming against my pussy lips. I lay there fucking his cock with each painful thrust backwards I made a pathetic, " ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh" noise. Each time his cock slammed into the back of my ass it was as if he drove every ounce of breath from my tortured body. David then dug his fingernails into my thick ass cheeks painfully and spread my ass cheeks apart, I knew this was it, he was going to drive his cock up into my body and probably kill me as he drowned my insides in his cum. He pulled out slowly, poised there a moment as my asshole tried to close up tight, his cock head barely touching it now. I heard him grunt like an enraged animal, then a loud hard banging came from the door behind us. " Police! open the door! Ma'am are you ok? Open the door or we will break it in!" Everything was a blur as David stood and just let my abused body fall limply sideways to the floor.
David tossed me my t-shirt and ordered in a harsh whisper, "get up stupid and answer the door. Remember if things don't go well You'll never get my cock." I was in a daze as David lifted me to my feet having to hold me up a moment till my knees weren't weak and wobbly anymore. He removed his shirt and wiped the cum and tears from my face and tried to pull my t-shirt down over my head. "Hold on a moment," He yelled at the door, " we are getting dressed." I finally came to and realized what was going on. I could barely stand up straight, It still felt like David's monster cock was pounding into my ass. My stomach was throbbing in pain, as were my rug burned nipples and knees. Holding the hem of my t-shirt down to, just barely, cover my naked pussy. I combed the stickiness that was my hair out of my face and went to open the door. David caught my hand for a moment, looked me dead in the eye, I saw some fear there but more of it was as if to say, ' remember you are mine.' Wiping away tears again, as they hadn't stopped flowing yet, I opened the door blushing.
" Can I help you officer?" I asked meekly, still trying to cover myself by stretching the bottom of my t-shirt down over my pussy and not doing a very good job of it. The police officer looked at me, then over to David as he sat lounging on my couch, with a smirk on his face. " Your neighbors called and said they were afraid you were being attacked, are you ok ma'am?" I grinned sheepishly to the officer. Watching his eyes as they roamed over my face then down to where my nipples poked at the front of my shirt. I Blushed even worse when I felt his eyes move down my body to my naked thighs. I tugged my shirt down a little more trying, unsuccessfully, to cover my naked pussy. Casting my eyes down at the floor I said, "I'm sorry officer, we were…" not knowing how to say it exactly to a police officer, " We were just having some fun, we haven't seen each other in a week. We are sorry for the noise." The officer looked unconvinced as he pointed to my scratched face, where David had scratched me scraping his cum from my face. The memory made me overly aware of the feeling of David's cum dripping down the back of my thighs from where he has smeared it all over my asshole. "what about this wound? would you mind stepping outside and talking to my partner for a moment while I talk to your friends here." He asked indicating David. I started to protest, as I was so scantily dressed, But his partner, an attractive female officer took my hand and lead me out anyway. I heard David comment to the officer on my way out the door. " She just enjoys really rough sex. Is that a crime?" It was then that it hit me. I had seen his face. I looked at him when I was going to open the door. Half of me tried to remember every detail. The other half of me feared I was in trouble for breaking his rule about not looking at him. The female officer asked me a few questions, reassured me that David couldn't hurt me anymore if I just spoke up and gave me all kinds of statistics on rape and domestic violence. The thought did cross my mind to tell her the truth. That I had not wanted him to shove his cock up into my ass. To feel so humiliated, which was magnified now that I was standing in front of my apartment door, half naked, with all my neighbors staring at me. I just whispered out, "I just really enjoy rough sex. I asked him to be rough with me. I hadn't seen him in a week and we just got a little out of control. I swear!" She looked at me skeptically at first, but I felt she just understood how big a slut I was. At least that’s what I thought it was in my own mind. She finally realized that the neighbors were staring at me and led me back into my apartment and closed the door behind us. David was still Sitting on the couch, as relaxed as could be. My eyes darted to him and then back to the floor. I stood there like that a few minutes while the two officers corroborated what we had both told them and whether a crime was committed or not. David sat with his legs spread wide his pants unbuttoned and I could see the giant bulge that was his cock running down the inside of his jeans. I know neither of the officers could miss it either. He smiled at me. Not a threatening grin, but more one of relaxation, as if to say, ' don't worry. I'll have my cock back inside you soon." This time the fear wasn't there. It was as if we were sharing some dirty secret between us. Eventually the officers told us since we were both consenting adults they would leave us alone. Though the female cop commented, " Next time try not to be so loud when playing your games." a smirk on her lips. Looking at David's satisfied smirk, I took some defiant energy from him and meekly whispered out. "It's not a game, he is just huge, It makes me scream sometimes." The female office raised an eyebrow and looked from me to David. David settled deeper into the cushions on the couch and smiled proudly at the officer. She grinned at us both as she turned to leave. The male officer rolled his eyes and left adding, " Whatever the reason, your neighbors don't want to hear you two messing around. Please try not to be so load next time." When the door was closed behind them as they left. That wave of fear hit me again. I walked over to David and dropped to my knees pleading, " I am sorry I broke your rule master, I didn't not mean to look at your face please don't punish me anymore." David laughed. " he cupped my chin in his hand and lifted my face to look at him saying," Well it wasn't your fault was it? It's not your fault that my cock gave you so much pleasure you were screaming it out for all to hear." He had a prideful smirk on his lips. I looked up at him and admitted, " You hurt me. It hurt so bad. It still hurts." I expected to see his face change again, from that calm handsome face, oh and it was handsome, to that out of control anger I heard in his voice so often. He just smiled and asked, " yeah it didn't feel good at all to have my cock inside you. Not even a little." It was more of a rhetorical question but I answered it anyway. I cast my eyes down to my rug burned knees and admitted quietly, " It did a little." His loud, "HA!" was so loud it made me jump. He grinned and said, as he pulled his cock from his pants, " Take your shirt off and come sit on my lap." I was angry for a second. To demand I sit on his lap after he raped my ass, after I saved him from the police? How narcissistic was he? But my desire won over again. I was soaking at the thought of sliding that beast of a cock into my pussy. The one and only desire for the past week was finally going to happen. He would fill my pussy with it and take my virginity and finally sate the desire that had been coursing through my mind since the first night I saw that beautiful cock on my computer.
I stripped off my shirt and moved to straddle him. David held up his hand though. He motioned with his finger that I should turn around and lay back against him. Again the fear, was he going to finish fucking my ass after all? Was he that sadistic to rape my ass again after the cops and my protests the first time? I almost cried out loud as I resigned myself to having my ass destroyed by that cock of his. I moved to him again, bending down I reached backwards through my legs and grasped his cock. It was growing by the second. I aimed it at my ass again and began to lower myself down on it when David slapped my ass, not as hard as earlier but enough to get my attention and a quiet yelp from me. He reached around me with his arm encircling my waist and pulled me backwards till his hardening cock was sticking up between my thighs. I almost giggled it looked so silly , almost like I had this huge cock growing from between my legs. His other hand firmly reached around and took me by the throat, not choking me but just pulling me backwards against his body. My tiny body laying over his. my small hand still wrapped around his thick cock. He grunted into my ear. " You will still not get my cock inside you … yet!" He told me, but just hearing the ' yet' made my pussy hopeful. He covered my hand with his completely covering mine with his. He spread his legs forcing mine wider as he pulled his cock up tight against my pussy lips. I could feel the girth of it forcing my lips apart. He removed his hand leaving only mine as he ordered. " Now for at least being a decent slave, and the biggest slut I have ever met you can get yourself off on my cock." He bucked his hips for emphasis. This caused his cock to slide up and down between my pussy lips rubbing over my clit. I cooed in pleasure instantly. squeezing my throat a bit he added. " If my cock enters your pussy, that will be the closest you ever get to fucking it, understood?" I just moved my hips back and forth causing his thick fuck stick to rub across my soaked pussy and replied, " I understand master." He couldn't see my face but I was smiling with my eyes rolled back in my head. ' Finally!' I said to myself, ' Finally I get to get off. I get to cum. I get to hump against his nice thick hard cock!' I wasted no time. Pulling his cock tighter against my pussy I began to move my hips sliding up and down the length of his cock. Coating it in a thick covering of my pussy juices. I held his cock as if it were a saddle horn and I was riding him for dear life. I pulled it tighter against me making it slide over my clit as I moved. Oh, it was so delicious. To make it even better David started grunting nasty things into my ear as he licked and sucked and nibbled on my earlobes and neck, holding me to him by my throat.
" You have dreamt of this all week haven't you slut? You have wanted to feel my cock on your pussy since I first showed it to you haven't you?" His free hand now cupping my tit as he squeezed and caressed it, his palm rubbing over my rug burned nipple. I continued to slide my wetness up and down the length of his cock as I moaned out, " yes master! Mmmm, It feels so good. Thank you, thank you so much for letting me fuck up against your cock. My pussy has been dying for this since the first time I saw your cock. Ohhhh god master, Your cock is so wonderful!" I moaned out loudly. I wanted to scream it at the top of my lungs but I was afraid someone would come to disturb us again.
I put my weight down on David's lap pressing my clit against his hardness. It was ecstasy, It was unbelievable, It was everything I wanted in the world. Moving my hips back and forth I ground down against his cock like a bitch in heat. David released my throat and slide his hands forward, cupping my 36c breasts in his strong hard hands, pinching the nipples between his thumb and fore finger while moaning the nastiest things into my ear. " You are such a cock hungry slut. Fucking yourself like you are a junkie and it's your drug." I moaned out, " oh, it is master it is! I can't live without your cock!" He began thrusting his hips up lifting me upwards and dropping me back down causing his cock to move between my pussy lips harder and faster. There was a slurping sound each time his cock slide between my lips. I even loved the feel of my ass bouncing against his hips as I fuck myself against his cock. I held his cock against my belly causing it to rub against my clit harder. Glancing down it was so thick and long I looked as if I was holding my own cock against my belly. It was such a turn on to see it parting my lips, sliding between them as my soaking wet pussy coated it with my wetness. Our pace had gotten so vigorous my cream on his cock shaft was frothing white. I laid my head back against David's chest as he squeezed and teased my tits.
"That's it Tanith. Fuck yourself out on my cock. You look like a cock crazed slut. I love the way you look when you are starving for cock. Take it between those sweet pink bald pussy lips of yours and fuck it till you cum!" His dirty talk just pushed me closer to the edge as I couldn't help myself anymore and began to yell out," Yes Master. I love your cock! I love your cock against me. Rubbing my clit. You fuck me and use me just like I need it! I need it .. I need it! God master I'm going to cum because of your delicious cock!" I was so close all that time denied and all of the abuse and humiliation he put me through was worth it to me now, worth it as long as I got his cock. I knew I was his body and soul. His cock had brainwashed me, his treatment of me gave me what my dark desire was needing. I had both my tiny hands wrapped around his cock now as it slide through my pussy lips and across my clit. It was like I was jacking my own cock my eyes focused on it. I wanted to see my masters cum shoot out all over me. I squeezed his cock in my hands as hard as I could as I fucked up and down against it, moaning out loudly in pleasure.
I began chanting, " Please cum for me master. Show me you enjoy your slave. Make me feel wanted, make me feel desired, make me feel slutty!"
David jumped in immediately , I knew I was milking his cock with both my hands and pussy as he again began to thrust upwards lifting me up with his hips and then dropping them, causing me to fall back down hard against his hips. " I do enjoy using you, you little slut. You serve my cock so well. Your pussy is always wet, always horny! Make me cum.. make me cum.. make me cum now you little cunt!" The last word sending my desire over the edge. I clamped my thighs and hands around his cock. I felt his balls tighten against my ass cheeks as the first beautiful spurt of his thick white cum spurted out, splashing over my belly, filling my navel. reaching upwards with its force to my tits to splash over his hands. His cock convulsed between my legs and in my hands. I had never felt anything so wonderful in my life. I continued thrusting my hips milking his cock with my thighs, pussy lips and hands as my pussy released a flood of cum out over his cock. This caused the squishing noises to grow louder. It turned us both on even more. My lust was out of control as my body got what its' been needing for over a week. I was in a trance my hips moving on their own milking each delicious drop of cum from my masters cock. My eyes rolled up in the back of my head as it rested against his chest. I felt even shorter then my 5 foot 2 inches as I lay there stretched out over his 6 foot 2 form. The musky smell of sex mixed with the pungent smell of both our orgasms. I lay humping his now softening cock repeating over and over, " I love your cock, I love your cock, I love your cock. Please keep making me cum for you, please put it inside me, please fuck me with it, please take my virginity. I'll do anything for my master. Anything for his cock. Just please fuck me! fuck me hard and long and tear my pussy up from the inside out. fuck my ass first if that’s what you still want, just please, oh please, fuck my pussy soon!" I don't remember much after that. I remember my body convulsing. I remember feeling David's cum running down my hips and belly. I remember vaguely grabbing his cum covered hands with my own and licking both his hands and my fingers clean. Then I remember moaning something about swallowing his cum for the rest of my life. Then I woke up in the hospital.
All the stress from not getting the cock I needed must have worn me out. As did David's raping my ass and finally my explosive orgasm. It must have all sent me over the edge. I had one of my seizures, which I hadn't had since high school. I woke up groggy, wore out, and lethargic, but I was feeling wonderful inside. My pussy was satisfied as, for the first time in a long time, was my dark desires.

5. The Master grants my wish, well sort of….

I wasn't sure how long I had been in the hospital. When I came back to consciousness I felt tired. Like I had been awake for a week and had only closed my eyes for a moment and was awakened. My limbs were heavy and numb. It took me a few minutes to realize my father was there calling my name. Once I realized it was him, I forced a smile and weakly whispered, " Daddy." I felt him squeeze my hand gently and he smiled down at me. I started to ask what happened but was cut off when I heard David's voice. " You scared the hell out of me." My head slowly turned to his voice and I saw him smiling that smirking grin down at me. My heart rate went up a little when I realized my father and my lover were both there together. I hoped David wasn't going to switch into master mode there in front of my father. I knew it would embarrass me to no end, and that I would slip back into slave mode, I didn't want my father to see me like that.
Thankfully David wasn't that cruel to me. He explained that, he had come over for our date and found me on the living room floor, at least that’s the story he told my father. He told my father it was caused by my work sending me home, that it had stressed me out to the point that I had the seizure. I sighed in relief inside my head. How could I explain to my father about my dark moods. How could I explain that I had had a seizure only after David had made me suffer almost a week with my desires, which caused me to lash out in frustration at work. Then When he came to me finally, he had tried to rape my ass. I felt my cheeks flush red with embarrassment as I thought of my dad finding out I had had the seizure while I was begging David to use me as he wished and I was covered in his cum.
My father voiced his concerns and even tried to convince me that I should quit the job and he would give me an allowance to live on so I wouldn't have to go through the stress of working and have another seizure. He even tried to convince me to move home. I told him I couldn't. I told him I liked living in my apartment and that at 19 I shouldn't be living at home. My father gave in , which I knew he would. He loved me very much but he also knew that it was important to me, that I have some independence. I thanked him when he finally agreed that I didn't have to move home or quit my job. Soon there after a nurse came in checked my vitals and announced that visiting hours would be over in ten minutes. My father kissed me on the forehead, smoothed my hair back and said he would be back the next day. He smiled and said, " I'll let you two love birds have some time." Then he shook David's hand and said, " thank you so much for taking care of my Tanith. She is all I have in the world, and anyone that takes care of her is ok with me."
I was shocked. My father was thanking David? a Man that had mentally tortured and literally raped me. My mouth popped open speechless. David returned his handshake and smiled at me, that little smirk there at the corner of his mouth as he said, " Sometimes she needs taking care of. I promise you that I will give her everything she needs." My father thanked him again and left.
My mind flashed back to the events in my apartment. Then the pain in my ass started throbbing. Like it hadn't been there till I remembered it. then all my small wounds began to hurt. The scratch on my face, the bruised on my knee, the bruises on my nipples and breasts. I must have made somewhat of an angry face cause David chided, "Is my little slave getting stupid ideas?" His tone made my face erase the look immediately as I heard myself say in a pathetic little girl voice, " No master. I am just very ,very sore." David's hand had slide under my blankets and I felt him fingers seeking out my pussy when a female voice said, " From what your boyfriend tells me, you will be sore for awhile." David's hand slide away from my pussy then as we both turned to see the nurse standing in the doorway. She closed the door and walked to my bedside and looking from David to me began to lecture us.
" I realize you are both young and .." She kind of paused there a moment like she was looking for a way to put her words as delicately as possible before she continued, " … like to experiment." David and I looked at each other, he was smirking and I was blushing. This nurse would have examined me she would be able to tell somewhat the things we had done in my apartment before I had my seizure. She couldn't look us in the face as she continued, " If you are going to have anal sex, you need to use some kind of lubricant." She pointed at David, " You almost tore the tissues around and inside her anus." I was glad she didn't know exactly what had happened as I sigh sheepishly, " He is very large." I said it to feed the belief that it had been consensual, and for some sick reason, to brag on my masters cock. The nurse looked at David and I saw the sides of her lip curl into a slight smile as she commented, " Apparently."
A flash of jealousy washed through my brain as I thought, ' Is she flirting with my master?!' I grew angry. the feeling was taken over by embarrassment and shame, when David Laughed and said to me, while he was ogling the nurses cleavage, " I told you. I told you I needed some lubrication but you told me no. You said you wanted nothing more than my huge thick cock in your ass. If that wasn't bad enough you made me shove it into you dry, and hurt you. It makes me feel bad to hurt you. It's bad enough you always beg me to choke and get rough with you." He was blaming me! I started to sputter out a denial, but then I saw the nurse looking into David's eyes as she said, almost in a scolding tone, " Yes, Some women like it rough, and they aren't smart enough to realize, that when its rough it will hurt sometimes." She pointed at herself, and as she continued to talk to David her finger drew down her collar bone and then further down till I saw her finger tip slide between her cleavage and across her nipple. It all seemed slow motion to me, but she had completed the movement quite quickly. I was in shock, she WAS flirting with MY master! Smiling, wickedly, I might add she finished, " Especially the young inexperienced ones." She was talking to me but was staring into David's eyes. " Now an older woman like me, would know how to deal with things like that." David was smiling back at her, I was about to cry. he was flirting back, right there in front of me! David was smiling at her as he said, " that’s why I wanted to stay the night. You know, to watch her. Tanith is very young and inexperienced but I just want to give her what she wants. I mean, I don't want her going to get it from someone else. I am just trying to do my best and keep her happy."
I felt sick to my stomach. I felt angry. I wanted to slap that bitch across the face. I wanted to sit up and scream, ' that's my master, I am the only one allowed to pleasure him and his cock. you can't have it! It's mine!' but I couldn't. I just laid there in my jealousy and my heartache as I watch the exchange. The Nurse, Her name was Paula I found out later, Smiled and said, " Well I could tell the staff she's your wife, then you could stay the night." I started to get scared then I saw Paula's eyes tracing over my masters body , she bit her lip, then ran her tongue over them seductively. Tears were running down my face freely now, a mix of humiliation, anger, jealousy, and fear that David might want her and leave me. She didn't even look at me, neither of them did, as they stared at each other and seemed to flirt with their eyes. " I'll inform the staff and you can stay the night. Though she does need her rest, so no funny business." She smiled at David like a cat staring at a helpless mouse she was about to eat. She raised her other hand and had a small white paper cup handing it to David she said, "make sure she takes this it will make her sleep. I'll be back later to check on you.." She corrected herself quickly, ".. I mean her, later tonight." David smiled and stared at her ass in her ass hugging scrubs. I was furious. When she had closed the door behind her he chided, " Well, She seems a dedicated professional." I spat out angrily, " A professional slut that wants what's mine!" David turned on me instantly. His voice angry as he said in a whisper, " It's my cock, even when I am using it on you, it's mine. I am allowed to do anything I want with it, I am the master am I not?" He stressed his words by slapping his hand down over my pussy. Even through the blanket I felt his fingers pressing between my sore lips. I whimpered an apology, " Yes master. I am sorry. It is yours, and you just honor me with the privilege of pleasuring it when I am worthy of the gift." I know I sounded pathetic, but the thought of some other woman touching my masters cock pissed me off like nothing I have ever felt in my life. David poured a glass of water and handed me the cup containing the sleeping pill. Thrusting it to my lips he ordered, " Take it. Go to sleep." He said it as if he was daring me to go to sleep. His hand squeezed over my pussy , it hurt so bad after being used and abused in my apartment. I whimpered in pain, " Take the pill you insolent little cunt. If you ever want my cock inside that whoring pussy of yours Swallow it. Pretend it's my cum , you seem to like swallowing that." I flinched with every word he spoke. sniffling and crying I put the pill in my mouth as he handed me the water and encouraged me to drink it. I wasn't about to take that pill, and have my master seduced by some bitch nurse. I moved the pill under my tongue and drank the water. Wiping my tears with the back of my hand I turned away from him as I buried my face in the pillow sobbing. I spit the pill out and acting like I was getting comfortable on the pillow stuffed it between the mattress and the gurney that held it. I Cried for a bit and finally started drifting off, even though I was fighting it, I was just so wore out from everything.
When I woke up the room was only lit by the television up in the corner of the room and the light coming from the partially opened bathroom door. I lay still and peeked open my eyes. I could see my master moving around in the bathroom. I opened one eye and watched through the side rails of the hospital bed, smiling a little to see that he was still there with me. The my inner smile disappeared in an instant. I heard Paula's voice also coming from the bathroom. Anger and jealousy rose up inside me as I listened to my master's voice, "…. so basically she's just a fuck buddy. She is an 'ok' piece of ass but she is young and inexperienced; she doesn't really even know what it is she wants." Then I heard that bitch Paula giggle. My heart broke at my master's description of me to her. But my mind screamed in jealousy and anger at the sound of that cunt's giggling laughter at him telling her that. I wanted to sit up and scream at them. Feeling betrayed and humiliated, but my shyness and the fear of angering my master stopped me and held me there in a pathetic state of helplessness. I just lay there and listened, my heart breaking and my eyes starting to tear up.
"So she really asked you to ass fuck her with no lube? That's one stupid girl." Paula's voice came from the bathroom. "You almost tore her open. you must be huge." I heard her coo at my master. I saw her step into view and drape her arms around my masters neck, pressing her large breasts against his chest. I could see him there with that evil smirk on his face as he looked down at her tits. his hands went to her waist as he pressed his crotch against her belly through their clothes. he said in a deep, so fucking sexy voice, " I think maybe that’s why you came here. To find out how big a cock I had to do that much damage?" He said as his hands slide upwards on her hips till they were moving up under her scrubs. I could imagine how she felt his large calloused hands touch her skin. His thumbs resting just under her tits. I saw him jiggle them up and down a little as he commented, " Nice tits Paula. I love the weight of them, so much bigger then hers…" He smirked nodding his head back to where I laying in the bed. heartache filled me as I realized he didn't even say my name. Paula made a cooing noise as she pressed herself to his hands and said, " Well little girls may be fun but if you want the fucking of your life you come to a real woman. " I sobbed aloud, quickly covering my mouth to stifle the sound. ' I'll kill that cunt! Little girl my ass!' I raged in my head. My master just grinned wider as I saw him reach up further lifting Paula's scrub top up to expose her belly a little as his delicious hands squeezed her tits under her top.
' No, no, no , no!' I screamed in my head. ' Those hands are supposed to be touching me! I am his slut slave not you!' My master then lifted her shirt with his forearms, not releasing her tits, exposing her bra'ed tits to the light in the bathroom. I whimpered to myself. Her tits were at least a double D. Large and round, her nipples were long also, I could see them straining against the low cut bra, it barely covered her nipples. Dark pink and hard, and being strummed by my masters thumbs. I recieved another stab in the heart when I heard him say, " If her tits, " again he nodded to my supposedly sleeping form, "were like these," he squeezed them together causing your left tit to pop out of her bra, her nipples round and a dark pink, topping her milky pale globes. ".. If hers were like these, I'd forget fucking her in the ass. I'd have to tit fuck her every day." He kneaded her tits roughly in his beautiful hands. Paula Coo'ed again. "Well, with those meds she is on, she won't be waking up anytime soon. and I don't have to back at the nurse's station for about an hour…." she let her words drift off as I saw my master lower his mouth and take one of that cunt's nipples between his teeth. She squirmed and pressed her chest out further…giggling. " I see you like to be a little rough, huh David?" He released her nipple a moment and said as his mouth was moving over to her other one. " Don't lie and tell me you prefer to be caressed and made love to, when you can be molested and fucked.." She grabbed the back of his head as his mouth closed over her other nipple gasping out, I assume form the pain of his bite, and sighed out, " ok, I won't lie. I like to get fucked good and hard, and if your cock is as big as I think it is, I want that monster in my ass! That’s my favorite. I can cum with a nice long, thick cock buried in my ass." She continued to pull my masters face to her tit as I heard him slurping and mashing her nipple with his tongue and teeth. He must have bit down hard as Paula groaned out in pain a few times till he pulled his mouth off her tit and , in that devilish voice that made me soak my panties every time I heard it, said, " I'll fuck your ass till it bleeds but I get to cum all over these tits of yours." She just moaned out, "Mm Hmm!" My Master jerked her around till she was facing out of the bathroom at me and he was behind her. She lost her balance and had to grab hold of the door knob to keep from falling forward and caught herself. " Now reach back and take out my cock if you want me to bury it in your ass." Those words coming from my masters mouth, even if spoken to some cunt that wasn't me, made my pussy wet. she reached back and fumbled around with his jeans till I saw her eyes go wide in awe. She had pulled his cock out and even at half mast my masters cock was amazingly long and thick. I heard her whisper out, " Holy Shit! That's not a cock it's another leg!" My master just growled his evil laugh as her as he yanked her scrubs down off her ass. Paula had a very shapely body, her hips were small her ass was plump, thick and very, very pale. As one would expect a red heads skin to be. She pushed her long red hair out of her face as she continued to squeeze and move her hand up and down his now hardening cock. I could tell by the heaving of her tits as she bent over trying to hold on to the door knob with her free hand, she was a little scared it its length and girth. ' I hope it kills you, you cunt!' I thought to myself. From my vantage point I could see my master dip his hips as he pressed the head of his cock against her asshole. Her eyes went wide, as she suddenly stood up straight. "No fucking way are you fucking me with that monster dry. " Her voice was full of fear as she fumbled to get something out of her scrub top that was bunched up over the top of her tits. She pulled a small silver pouch out and handed it to him. " That's medical lube. It will let even your cock slide in easier." My master grinned, taking and tearing open the packet, he squeezed it out of the pouch up the shaft of his cock as Paula reached back and smeared it over its length. it made slurping sounds that at any other time in my life would have sounded lude. but at this point in time even in my jealous hatred of this bitch, Sounded nasty and my pussy grew even more wet. I could barely see Paula's hand as she blocked most of my view, but I caught a few dirty views of my masters cock glistening form base to tip, and his large balls slavered in the lube. He dipped his hips again his fat cock head now positioned at the tight entrance to Paula's ass. She knew what was coming too. She held her breath gripped the door knob, slipping a few times with her lube covered hand and prepared for my master to slam his beautifully large cock up into her asshole. I also held my breath, wanting this to not be happening, wanting it to be me, even though I still felt the pain from the last time my master had raped my ass. I pouted and sobbed quietly as I watched, not being able to turn away I felt that Desire rising in me again. I couldn't believe it that I could still get soaking wet and horny from watching my master fuck someone else. I was mad at myself for getting that way, but my desire just rumbled in my mind. ' That beautiful cock is going to destroy that cunt!' I wasn't sure if that was my jealousy wishing her pain or if somehow my desire was egged on by the thought of my master hurting her.
I looked form Paula's face to my masters, I saw that evil smirk on his face, almost devilish and hateful. He wrapped her long red hair in his hands as he pressed the tip of his cock to her asshole, letting the pressure hold it at her entrance. " You want this fuck meat." My master accused. Paula started to answer just as the lude slurping noise came again and my master slammed his hips forward while pulling back on Paula's hair like the reins of a horse. He growled, " then take it Paula!" As he slammed his huge cock into her up to its delicious full length. Paula was about to answer his question when he slammed in causing her to almost scream aloud, " yessssAhhhhhh! Holy Fucking God!!" I saw the tears of pain start leaking from her eyes as she struggled to keep a hold of the door knob.
Her eyes bulged out, almost comically, as my master began to use her ass as a sheath for his huge cock. He then just started pounding. Paula was caught totally off guard by his vicious, hammering thrusts. Her mouth agape, her face and the top of her chest flushed red. She was speechless Like I was at the pain and the wonderful pound form his cock. She just held on to the door knob for dear life as my master hate fucked her ass. She probably didn't even hear his words as he fucked her. I heard them and even though I was feeling betrayed and belittled by my master my tiny hand had slide down my covered body and started rubbing my clit
as I watched in awe. Paula has leaned her face against the door as he pounded her ass hatefully. I almost laughed out loud at the sight of her face bumping against the door as she struggled to hold on to it, her mouth gapping in silent pain and, as I knew myself, pleasure. My master fucked her spewing his dirty rhetoric for nearly twenty minutes. Verbally abusing Paula as he did. " You were right this lube is great, for my cock. Maybe not so much for your ass though huh?" He yanked her head back hard by her flaming red hair as he doubled his pumping. "is it too much for you? huh? you want to cry now? Do you want my cock out of your tight big ass?" I was shaking my head and mumbling to myself, ' no master, fuck me anyway you want to. I am yours all yours, Use me however you want.' as I began to rub my clit faster. I stopped for a brief moment, fear filling my head as I thought if my master would be angry at me for finger fucking myself, but continued when I realized he would have been fucking me that way if I hadn't failed him and had my seizure. I could hear the slapping sounds as my master pounder his hips against Paula's ass cheeks, as his thick cum filled balls bumped her thighs. Paula finally spoke, though it took awhile for it to be comprehendible.
"ugghnnnn, maahhhnn…" it came out at first. Before she gripped the door knob in a death grip and started pressing backwards agains my masters cock. Finally she stopped speaking gibberish and moaned out over and over, " No. No don't stop. For fuck sake don't stop!" She began slamming herself backwards and impaling herself on my masters cock. "fuck me, deeper David..Deeeeeeppppeerr…" the last she held out for what seemed like forever. I rubbed my clit faster and harder as I was both turned on and humiliated at the sight. I again almost laughed aloud when one of my masters deeper harder thrusts shoved Paula forward, her hands slipped from the door knob and she fell forward face first onto the cold hard floor of the hospital room. I saw my master fucking empty air as her ass slide off his cock, and I knew she was going to be in trouble for that. My master stepped forward and helped her up. I was speechless as he kissed her newly busted lip and in an almost loving tone asked, " have you had enough? Do you want to stop?" tears welled in my eyes again as I continued to finger myself like some horny porn star. Paula got up on all fours and growled, " Fuck no! I was so close to cumming..Come on David fuck me like you hate me!" My Master grinned, taking a hand full of her hair again he lifted her from the floor like a rag doll. I was shocked when he tossed her half over me. her tits pressed down over my hips as I faced my master. My arm was now pinned and try as I might I couldn't caress my clit fast enough to cum. Frustrated and angry at being used as their fuck bed, I laid there , feigning sleep, peeking out of my half closed eyelids as my master again started to rage fuck Paula's asshole.
I felt her huge heavy tits pressed against my hips. Her hardened nipples pressed against me, even through the blanket that covered me. I was afraid Paula would be able to feel the quivering of my body as my desire boiled over. I desperately struggled to free my hand to get my fingers in a position where I could rub my clit faster as my master fucked Paula's ass so hard it started to move the heavy hospital bed. "Come on Nurse nasty.." My master huffed through his teeth as he kept the furious pace of his fucking up. " . cum on my cock, you know you want to, hell you fucking need to! Paula just laid over me like a sack of potatoes and grunted. " Yes! I need it , I need to cum on that fat fucking cock of yours!" and she started fucking backwards again. To my discomfort she pushed herself up and backwards while leaning on my arm. I could see the almost hypnotic wiggling of her huge tits back and forth inches from my face. She was soon stuffing some of my blanket and sheet into her mouth as she started to cum, screaming into the mouthful of linen. I felt her stiffen and scream into the mouthful as her body started to convulse. I chanced a look back over my shoulder at her face. She was so flushed her skin was almost beet red. She was leaking sweat down onto my blanket, the muscles and veins in her neck looked as if they were going to bust form her throat as she screamed into the linen. I diverted my eyes, jealous, hurt , and VERY pissed off at her. I wanted to cum like that on that wonderful cock, I wanted to be the brunt of his physical and mental abuse. My finger was straining, reaching till I thought it might snap, in that odd position as I rubbed my clit. I turned my head to my master as he grinned evilly down at the wetness gushing from between Paula's thighs. He smacked her sweat covered ass. I think I actually felt some of the musky wetness splash against my cheek, as I tried desperately to kill that desire in me by fingering myself till I came. Paula was dead weight on me, making it hard to move my finger and hard to breath, her huge tits mashed against my right breast as I lay on me side. Paula kept repeating over and over, as if she was traumatized, " oh fucking god, oh my fucking god.. I have never came like that. Oh my fucking god. David you can fuck me anytime! I don't think I will be able to walk right for a week." Angry I lost myself to emotion and tried to elbow the cunt in the ribs but my arms were still pinned down. I peeked up at my master sweat beading and rolling down that yummy chest. He grinned , raised his arm up over his head and slammed his palm with a resounding 'SMACK' across Paula's ass, his cock still balls deep in it. Paula yelped in pain, as she half turned around with an angry look on her face, " What the fuck was that for!?" My master just grinned, as he does so often when in his sadistic moods. " I believe it's my turn now. You promised to let me cum all over your big fat tits." I saw the look in his eyes, and I almost hoped she would refuse him , I was sure he would punch if she did. but to my chagrin, she rubbed her ass cheek and then sat up on the bed. Her ass millimeters form my face, that cunt!
She was still gasping for breath as she cupped her tits in her hands and pressed them together saying, " Then come get so tit David. You should feel special I don't do this for many people. I hate it when it shoots up to face into my face." I grinned inside, I knew then my master would make it a point to do just that. I knew him at least that well. I knew he couldn't resist humiliating or abusing her that way. Even in my jealousy, and my want to shove the bitch off my bed and beat her to death, I struggled to pres my finger against my clit again, now free from the fat cow's weight. Well she was slim, but she was still a cow to me at that moment. My finger sank in deep, as I started to finger myself again, having a close up view of my masters lube and shit covered cock, as he slapped it hard between Paula's tits. She squeezed her tits around his shaft with her hands. The sight alone almost made me cum. His cock pressed between her pale white tits, their roundness trying to smother his meat. My masters cock was to thick for that, and way too long. the head of it almost reached the small of her throat, and his delicious thick , shaved balls were visible against her skin just under her giant tits. I could see perfectly as he started to thrust his hips upward fucking his cock between her double D tits. I could hear the slurping sound as his lube coated cock greased her skin as she squeezed her tits around its thick shaft. Luckily his thrusts were causing Paula to shake the bed, else they would have noticed how vigorously I was finger fucking myself, that alone would have caused the bed to move. his grunts and her lude comments about him shooting his load on her tits, covered the sound of my soaking wet pussy as I rubbed myself to orgasm. My breathing heavy, my quiet moans lost in my masters groans and lustful growls. I knew he was getting close from his breathing and comments.
" you loved having my cock destroy your ass didn't you Paula? " I could see her grinding her pussy against the stainless steel bed frame as she jerked my masters cock with her huge plump tits. "Oh fuck yes1" she cooed. " You have a fantastic cock and you know how to use it. " I watch mesmerized by my masters cock popping in and out of view form between her tits. My regular self still jealous and hurt form his cheating…no, not cheating, I don't own him or his cock , they own me. I started fucking myself deeper and harder in anger when Paula commented, " Anytime you want a real woman to fuck you let me know. This little thing could NEVER take all that cock, and I doubt she is worth the effort, as young and inexperienced she is." My master was getting off on it, even someone else humiliating me. I was livid inside, but that dark side of me ate it up, my pussy convulsed soon to explode as my master fucked someone else tits there right next to me. My master huffed, " You ready for the rain Paula? I'm close, I'm going to cover those fat juicy tits of yours in my thick cum." She purred, Literally Purred! that cunt! She started to remind him…" Not in my face… I have to go back to work,," Just as she did my master covered her hands in his , and squeezed her tits around his cock so tightly I saw them turn white as the blood was being pushed out of them. I could see the lube smeared clear up to her throat and the light brown stains of her shit smeared all over her chest and neck also. It disgusted me and made me cheer at her humiliation at the same time. Then with a rough thrust he pressed his cock upward exposing most of it over the top between her tits, his cum spurted out with enough force to cover both of their hands, her tits, and I laughed to myself as the last of the stream of cum shot out and arched upward splashing against her lips, up her nose , splashing over one of her eyes and into her hair. she protested loudly, " God damn it! I told you not to do that!" My master just grinned down at the sight of her cum splashed face and tits as he wiped his cum form his knuckles in her hair. "You may not like it, but you will allow it, because you want another chance at this cock to pleasure you." She looked up at him, visibly pissed off. "You are a motherfucker, you know that." she accused bluntly. when he laughed at her and I saw the humiliation in her face I gasped , to loudly apparently, my body shook, I arched my back, and felt that explosion that wrecked my body in quivering bliss. My master looked down at me, as he chided Paula, " Well , If you have some kids then I am a mother fucker." He grinned as she stood and moved my blanket aside to expose me there with my finger stuffed up into my pussy and the wet spot that was growing moment by moment next to me. Paula looked at the mess I had made and then down at her own shit , lube and cum covered tits before saying, " You two are to nasty , twisted fucks." My master just laughed, the sound of which made another wave of pleasure shoot through me. " I have to change her sheets now after I clean up…fuck." My master reached down and squeezed his half limp cock now, slapping Paula on the thigh with it saying, " I'll make it up to you." Paula looked unconvinced as she asked, " really? how are you going to do that?" as she rolled her eyes. My master then slapped his hand down over her pussy, with an audible smack, causing Paula to winch in pain before he leaned closer and said, " when She gets out of here I'll give your little red furred pussy a good dicking." he grinned wide. Flustered Paula looked as if she was going to protest his callousness, but instead she reached down squeezed my masters cock, looked down at me and grinned and said, " Only if your little girl has to watch, while a real woman used that monster." My face grew red as I started to sit up to tell that cunt off, but my master just pushed me back down on the bed; then he grinned and said, " Fine. I'll cum on her face instead next time." He just hit us both with an insult and grinned as he scooped a glob of his cum out of Paula's hair and held it to my lips till I licked it off his finger. He held the cleaned finger there until I whispered, in humiliation and obedience, " Thank you master." He was still laughing after Paula finally cleaned herself up a bit and finally left the room.
It was about a week before I was released. Paula only came around one other time, and she made it a point to let me know, that it was to give my master her phone number, and a copy of her schedule. My master, being his lusty dirty self, made me suck him off a few times before I was discharged, just to remind me I belonged to him. when I was discharged he and my father took me home. My father ordered food for us and handed my master a wad of cash, in case I needed anything. He then left promising to come check on me in a few days. My master then left, taking my father's cash with him, after I had sucked him off again and let me know he would be back in the morning. I laid on the couch not having the energy to move as my master took my house key of my key ring and left without even a goodbye.

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